Hubby decided to test the walkie-talkie feature on our smartphones last night. We were having dinner in a very noisy restaurant.
Hubby: (above the noise level, talking into this watch): Can you hear me?
Me: (looking across the table): Loud and clear!
Hubby: Shut up.
I try to be helpful.
Hubby: How was your day?
Me: Blah, Blah, Blah…I did the laundry…Blah, Blah, Blah…
Hubby: Did you do the laundry?
Me: I said I did the laundry.
Hubby: Wait. You expect me to listen AND pay attention?
You’d think that with all of the laughing the two of us do with each other we’d both have abs of steel.
Conversations with Hubby…
Hubby: Where you going?
Me: I’m going crazy.
Hubby: I think you missed your exit and already passed that!
Sometimes I set myself up.
Late night conversations…
Hubby: I don’t like these complete toothpastes. They leave your mouth pasty.
Me: Isn’t that why they’re called toothpaste?
(Occasionally, I get one in. LOL.)
The other day I heard a sudden, sharp yelp followed by a lot of activity.
I came out of the bedroom to find Hubby playing broom hockey with a baby lizard who had found his way inside the house. The door to the lanai was ajar and Hubby was trying to get the little fellow back outside. I’m not sure who was more panicked.
Final score: Baby Lizard 7, Hubby 1. But, the lizard could be found outside breathing heavy.
Come to think of it…so was Hubby!
Conversations with my Hubby…
Hubby: I swear. I am becoming more and more like my mother!
Me: (Blank stare. Complete silence.)
Hubby: Shut up!