Billy and I traveled to some fantastic places during the 1st year of our relationship. People would often ask us if we were on our honeymoon, and eventually we started referring to these trips as “hummingbirds”. (Q&A #4 explains how & why.)
Earlier this week, Billy sent me an email with the subject line, “Our pet”, and I initially thought he was about to shock lovingly surprise me with a pet of some sort. I clicked on the link in the email to see this BEE HUMMINGBIRD! It’s meant to bee.
Billy had a pet sugar glider for 8 years. Her name was Elvis. I never got to meet her.
Perhaps the closest Billy and I have ever been to owning a pet together was when we watched his little sister’s sugar glider, Pip. (The marsupial love runs in the family.)
Or maybe the time we had an 8-hour flight delay trying to get out of the JFK airport and this puppy named Jimbo took a liking to us Billy and my backpack.
Or when we lived in Belize and played with this crab on the beach.
In all seriousness, I do think we’ll get a pet one day. I think I see another sugar glider in our future (Billy wants a colony), but I’m pushing for a Doxie!
On another note, we bought tickets for the Mega Millions lottery on Tuesday night because the jackpot was estimated at $380,000,000. We didn’t win. I’ll be sure to let you whenever we ever do. But yesterday he said,
“I’m going tell everyone I won the lottery. The wife lottery.”
I pay him to say these things. Just kidding. I’d have to win the lottery first.
Do you have a pet?
Do you play the lottery?
What is the 1st thing you would do with your winnings?