In honor of Kobe Bryant Blog Day brought to you by my handsome husband, I would like to dedicate this post to Kobe Bryant. Without you, Kobe, my husband would be left with only the Spurs to curse and distract him from my daily idiocy, such as offering to watch my brother’s kittens and then being suckered into keeping them for a month bringing the grand total of animals in our tiny townhome to four. Four animals needing three separate rooms and two human beings with two laptops and only one DVR. Oh, the math.
But Kobe, as much as I loathe you as a person, I must salute your talent, because you manage to keep my husband and his girlfriend, Corn, yelling at each other late into the evening downstairs while I take to the upstairs, cheerfully look at shelter websites and watch the 132nd season of “The Bachelor” in blessed peace.
Also, props for your fashion sense.