I have a new name for the men in my life: "Backwards" and "Inside Out." That's what they looked like a couple days ago when they came down to breakfast.
Benjy ("Backwards") and Lars ("Inside Out") do not know what to do with a shirt.
I feel like I'm living in an SNL skit, Mike and Ike or Kurt and Burt or something. The guys who can't seem to get themselves dressed right.
The fun never ends here at Comedy Central. ;) I'm going to giggle over my first cup of coffee.**
**Update: yes, I did have coffee this morning. (For those not in the know, we are supposed to fast on Yom Kippur. No coffee, no water, no nothin'.) Yeah, I cheated a little. My excuse? My meds make fasting difficult. And I am SO addicted to coffee I would probably have what we used to call "a conniption fit" (what IS that, anyway?) if anyone looked at me the wrong way.