The longer we are married, the harder it is to make the Mrs. laugh. I guess I have sapped her sense of humor...go figure. But I got her this morning!
We were getting ready to go to Wal-Mart to do our "big grocery shopping" for the week. We usually do that on Friday, but that miserable excuse for snow discouraged us yesterday. But it was nice this morning (still chilly though), and the cupboard was bare, so we were going.
So, I've layered a long sleeve T-shirt, and a green short sleeve T-shirt, with a jacket on top. And I have my favorite gray sweat pants on and I'm brushing my teeth. She walks up behind me and says, "You're not wearing those sweat pants to Wal-Mart!" Now, she didn't pose it as a question...it was more like a firm, loving (let me get my word book...) commentary on my fashion sense. I was brushing my teeth, so I couldn't argue with her (as if I would anyway).
She hates those sweat pants, even if I just wear them around the house. She told me once, "those things make you look like you don't even have a butt." I told her right back, "Well, I don't have a butt!" She got all uppity with me and told me, "Well, you don't have to prove it to the whole world."
So I figured I'd make a point.
She went on up to the kitchen and waited on me. So, I come walking down the hall into the kitchen hollering, "Okay baby, I'm ready to go!" I turned the corner, and I am wearing my shirts, jacket, my green underwear and sneakers...but no pants at all. I made her laugh! She giggled a little bit, then finally broke out in a full-out laugh.
After she quit laughing, she said, "Well at least your T-shirt and bikinis 'match.' Come on baby, let's go...that'll 'do' for Wal-Mart!"
I did go put on some jeans. It was too danged cold to risk it!
I just love her!
Saturday, March 8, 2008
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