So Hubby and I learned some hard truths tonight people… HARD TRUTHS!
It all began while I was sitting at Hubby’s desk, exploring the wonder and awesomeness of China Ebay.
I know, China is a pretty bad country when it comes to human rights and pollution control, but MY GOD can those people offer the best sparkly shiny things for low, low prices and FREE SHIPPING!!
*phew* sorry, I do tend to get a little carried away when it comes to sparkly things… hence my last purchase… I just couldn’t decide between tiara or headband… so I got both! … too subtle?
Anywho, while drooling over the new line of crystal encrusted nose warmers, Hubby came up to the desk, pushed me aside, got down on his knees, and stuck his head under the desk…
Me: Well Hello Sailor! Watchya doing down there honey?
Hubby: (muffled) I gotta swap out one of the wall cords… something… something… tech talk… nerdyness… blah blah blah.
Okay that’s not exactly what he said but it was getting boring so I zoned out and continued with my bling extravaganza shopping.
Hubby: ggahhh mig ed duck.
Me: Ya don’t say.
Hubby: MMMAAAHHHH IZ STUG!
Hubby: MY HEAD IS STUCK!
Me:… it is not
Hubby: I think my hair is stuck on a screw
Me:… really?… Okay what’s the last post you read from my blog.
Hubby: What? I don’t know, it was a couple months ago.
Me: WHAT! MONTHS AGO!! Okay… time to catch up. Here’s a good one, January 5th It was a cold day and Hubby and I…
Hubby: Oh come on! This is TORTURE!!!…
Hubby:… babe… where are you going? babe… Babe?… BABE!
Me:… I’m back.
Hubby: Okay, if you could just reach down and… what are you doing?
Me: Sitting back down, move over, gotta scoots in more.
Hubby: What? WHY??
Me: I just ate 2 slices of your pepperoni pizza.
Hubby: You can’t eat peppperoni, it makes you… OH BABE!
Me: You don’t know the meaning of torture soldier, this is WAR!