Hubs: I reserve the right to bitch.
Me: I reserve the right to tell you to SHUT THE FUCK UP.
Hubs: Well then, it's WAR NOW.
Monday, October 30, 2017
Friday, October 27, 2017
Burnin' Burnin' Love
I've just said something atrocious about our daughter.
Hubs: You're going to hell. But at least I know we'll be together for eternity. Wait... maybe that is our hell.
Hubs: You're going to hell. But at least I know we'll be together for eternity. Wait... maybe that is our hell.
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
Put the Needle on the...
Our 6yo daughter had some issues with her earrings a couple months ago. Namely that I wasn't paying attention and allowed her lobe to grow over the earring back and I had to get my boss to surgically remove it.
My mom: When can she get her ears pierced again?
Me: Around her birthday. Im taking her to a tattoo place this time to do it right.
Hubs: You're taking my six-year-old to a tattoo parlor?
Me: No. She'll be seven.
My mom: When can she get her ears pierced again?
Me: Around her birthday. Im taking her to a tattoo place this time to do it right.
Hubs: You're taking my six-year-old to a tattoo parlor?
Me: No. She'll be seven.
Monday, October 23, 2017
Friday, October 20, 2017
Sexual Currency
Hubs and I met on eHarmony (as our 4yo would say, "Don't judge me") in 2006. I had no idea that he had saved the entirety of our electronic communication -- until he printed it all out and gave it to me for our tenth wedding anniversary last week. I know this blog sometimes makes him sound like a horrible person but by golly, the man is amazing. Once I stopped crying, I texted my mom.
Wednesday, October 18, 2017
Monday, October 16, 2017
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