Wednesday, April 2, 2014

He knows me.

The husband and I have little in common. We don't like the same movies or books or hobbies. We disagree on the need for a strong military and he cannot understand how I can eat something sweet and salty.

Still, there is no denying that this man gets me.

ME: I guess I'll see you when I see you.

HUSBAND: Yeah, I'll check with my friend about tonight. Maybe I'll have him come over here for dinner.

ME [waving my arms and shimmying]: Whatever, baby. I don't care. I don't care about anything. I'm so relaxed. All I do is just hang loose.

HUSBAND: That is probably the least true thing about you.

8 comments:

  1. I love that you're posting more often!

    !!!!!!+++++++1111111

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  2. I'd rather have a pap smear than have someone come over for dinner unexpectedly.
    True story.

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  3. Unexpected dinner guests are only allowed if it's your sister or your best friend. They usually bring the pizza and wine, and they don't care if your house is a mess.

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  4. It is good to be understood. My husband's favorite trick is to make appointments with problem fixers-plumbers, carpet layers, roofers, painters, oil burner guys...and then to book a haircut 15 minutes before the appointment, always promising to be back before the guy gets there.

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  5. That is hilarious . . . and true.

    Side note: I'm making potato & chocolate chip cookies tomorrow.

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  6. Oh, Julie. Pap smear beats having to clean the kitchen when I'm expecting people.

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  7. Julie and Arnebya,

    Amen. I'd rather see my gyno than have a drop in. My husband tells people to stop by if they are ever in our neighborhood. I cringe.

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