Proof is in the Pudding

The Girl is so mellow and sweet that I have a hard time convincing my family that she fusses.  And when she fusses, it's best to be in another town so as not to hear the racket.

She was annoyed with me the other day.  (I had a freelancing job and my attention was divided.)  She let me know just what she thought of that...

 (Incidentally, I have another freelancing job this week, which is great, we need the money...but well, now you all know what my apartment is going to sound like the entire time I'm working.  AWESOME.)