Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Recent conversations between the husband and I:
husband (while I ate a sandwich in bed): You're getting crumbs all over the bread. [long pause] I mean bed, all over the BED!
a text from husband (at work): I forgot my pants. And my shoes... again.
me: Nailed it.
shopping for bed sheets...
husband: They're organic cotton... and free range....
another text from husband: Love you too. Even though you're a shit.
me: I am not.
him: Point proven
husband on romance: I'd like to be like my granddad and his 3rd wife.
me: Um, thanks.
lying in bed, slats give way under husband...
husband: Don't. Say. Anything.
note: husband, in his own words, has been in a good paddock over Christmas.*
husband on pregnancy: So the baby grows inside the placenta, right?
me: Um... not quite.
driving by a field when I spot a calf on its own...
me: Awwww, a baby cow! I wonder where its mother is...
husband: Probably off encapsulating her placenta.
Happy birthday husband! You crack me up. Every. Single. Day. I don't know what I'd do without you.
*a paddock is where you put livestock to fatten up