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.
I love that you're posting more often!
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I'd rather have a pap smear than have someone come over for dinner unexpectedly.
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This made me smile.
ReplyDeleteUnexpected 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.
ReplyDeleteIt 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.
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious . . . and true.
ReplyDeleteSide note: I'm making potato & chocolate chip cookies tomorrow.
Oh, Julie. Pap smear beats having to clean the kitchen when I'm expecting people.
ReplyDeleteJulie and Arnebya,
ReplyDeleteAmen. 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.