It's a constant battle of one-ups manship between the hubby and me. In a good natured, fun sense of course. Take this for example. An actual email conversation between me and the hubby:
From: hubby
To: me
Subject: What up?
You going to store today?
From: me
To: hubby
wasn't planning on it, what do you need?
From: hubby
To: me
Soup crackers
Diet cola
Beer
Snack treats
Fly swatter
Wedding video
Ps3 game
Some comics
A new hairstyle
A new bicycle
Some running shoes
Sweatpants w/ matching hoodie
Tuna
From: me
To: hubby
have tuna at the house, entire list is void
From: hubby
To: me
Read list again-I improvised a reconfig of the config to refig the gig
Soup crackers
Diet cola
Beer
Snack treats
Fly swatter
Wedding video
Ps3 game
Some comics
A new hairstyle
A new bicycle
Some running shoes
Sweatpants w/ matching hoodie
Tuna Melt
From: me
To: hubby
i have all elements for said melt at home, again void
From: hubby
To: me
Look now
Soup crackers
Diet cola
Beer
Snack treats
Fly swatter
Wedding video
Ps3 game
Some comics
A new hairstyle
A new bicycle
Some running shoes
Sweatpants w/ matching hoodie
Tuna anchovie Melt
From: me
To: hubby
i have fish sticks, they count. VOID
From: hubby
To: me
Try it now
Soup crackers
Diet cola
Beer
Snack treats
Fly swatter
Wedding video
Ps3 game
Some comics
A new hairstyle
A new bicycle
Some running shoes
Sweatpants w/ matching hoodie
Up yours
Touche, good sir.
My Idiot Brain
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
How I know my husband loves me
As I curl up on the sofa:
Me: Goodnight.
Him: Don't be a bitch.
Sweet, ain't it?
Happy Birthday, you sack of crap!
Me: Goodnight.
Him: Don't be a bitch.
Sweet, ain't it?
Happy Birthday, you sack of crap!
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