Please don't be surprised if you hear I have disembowled my husband with a grapefruit spoon. This happened the other day.
Me: (Sitting on the toilet in the downstairs half bath which HE uses most of the time) What the...there's no toilet paper. THERE'S NO TOILET PAPER!
Him: Oh, yeah. Heh. I meant to put some more in there.
Me: Well, get me me some for God's sake. (mumble, mumble, unprintable obscenities)
Him: Uh, yeah. Just a sec. Let me get to a point where I can pause this game. (!)
Me: (Drip drying.) Please HURRY!
Him: Oh, yeah. Heh. OK.
Me: More unprintable obscenities.
But then, last night, there was this.
"So." He said. "Since you don't have anything planned for Saturday, maybe we could have a day together."
Saturdays are normally cleaning days, laundry days, mani/pedi days, lunch out days, baby-sitting days and pretty much anything else I can cram in there days. But this Saturday was, actually, pretty free.
"Oh, yeah?" I replied sarcastically. "You mean, I can do laundry, clean the bathrooms, make lunch - while you sit and play on the computer?"
"Well, actually," he replied quietly. "I was thinking we could go out for lunch and then see a movie together."
Imagine my chagrin.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Was My Face Red
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Aww, he's a sweetie, trying to make up for the toilet paper incident, I hope you're enjoying your day!
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