Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Shut Up Already

Hubs is having trouble with a project at work. Throughout the evening, he keeps popping up with more instances of how badly the situation sucks.

Hubs: And you know what the worst part is?
Me: That you won't stop talking about it?
Hubs: Besides that.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Damsel in Distress

Our bed is ridiculously difficult to make and we struggle to put it back together every time I wash the sheets. There is generally profanity involved. 

Me: I'm stuck. Come get this.
Hubs: Pansy. Quit being so helpless.
Me: I thought men liked that. I thought it was part of our appeal; that we neeeed you.
Hubs: No. That's not attractive at all. You wanna know what's appealing about women? I'll tell you what's appealing about women.
Me: I know, I know. Boobs.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Sound Effects

Our preschooler EB is standing in Hubs's lap eating a Rice Krispies treat.

EB: Snap, crackle, pop!
Hubs [grimacing]: I think she's talking about my nuts.

Thursday, April 24, 2014

The Price You Pay

We're at a restaurant and Hubs is looking over our check.
Hubs: Man, you're expensive.
Me: I know. I shouldn't have gotten the appetizer.
Hubs: Oh. I wasn't even talking about the bill.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Don't Quit Your Day Job

We're leaving dinner.

Hubs: Do you want to stop for anything on the way home?  Drink? Snack?
Me: No, I'm full. But pleasantly full.
Hubs: That's my porn name. Pleasantly Full.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Optimus Past His Prime

The baby has just broken the preschooler's princess headband and we're trying to keep her from freaking out.

Hubs: Anything your sister breaks, we can either fix or replace, sweetheart.  [He pauses and sighs.] Unless it's Optimus Prime.
Me: What?
Hubs: My parents bought him before Transformers got popular and they stashed him away. By Christmas you couldn't find them anywhere so when I opened him up on Christmas morning I was SO EXCITED. Then an hour later I jumped off the couch and landed on him and broke his leg off. I cried and cried.
Me: Aww.  How old were you?
Hubs: I don't know. Like fourteen?

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Spin Doctor

The baby shoves a whole waffle fry in her mouth. 

Hubs: You're going to have to get that out of there.
Me: Meh. She'll spit it out. And besides, it's a waffle fry; it has air holes. It's like the Lifesavers of potatoes.
Hubs: You should be in advertising.