“If you had to go back in time to when you had to work and toil in the fields just to survive, how do you think you’d do?”
“Honey, I’m pretty sure I’d be their first recorded suicide.”
“If you had to go back in time to when you had to work and toil in the fields just to survive, how do you think you’d do?”
“Honey, I’m pretty sure I’d be their first recorded suicide.”
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“You know how F is S’s work husband? Well, I realized I don’t really have a work husband since I work with everybody about the same.”
“Hello! I’M your work husband.”
“Oh, honey, you don’t count since I’m actually married to you.”
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Song Lyric of the Day:
He’s gotta be strong / And he’s gotta be fast / And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight / I need a hero / I’m holding out for a hero ’til the morning light
Bonnie Tyler / “Holding Out for a Hero“
Rich and I are now happily ensconced in our new house. We are, however, still finishing up projects on the A-frame to get it listed and sold ASAP. Up until last week, I was helping out with grunt work: stripping carpet off stairs, popping/pulling thousands of staples out of the floors and staircases, cleaning up trash, and so on. You know — little things that even a pregnant woman can do.
Even before I got put on bedrest this week, Rich was working overtime, along with our contractor, to get house projects wrapped up. We now spend most evenings apart, with me at the new house and him working at the old one. Pretty much every day he gets up, goes to work, comes home to check on me, then heads to the A-frame to work; this week he even squeezed in some lunchtime pop-ins. The other night he didn’t get home until 12:30AM, only to get up at 8AM to do it all over again.
He’s painted almost every room in the house: Helped pull staples out of the floors until they looked new again:
Filed under home improvement, marriage, personal
Filed under humor, marriage, relationship, scene from a marriage
“Point Pleasant.”
“What’s it about?”
“It’s about a girl who’s the daughter of the devil.”
“Of course it is.”
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“What? Are you saying I’m fat?”
“No, it’s just that it looks small.”
“It stretches. I can fit into this without any problem. Even though I’m apparently a whale.”
“I didn’t say you’re fat or a whale –“
“Hmmph. If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go change into something more comfortable. Like a blowhole and fins.”
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“Honey?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I ask you a, well, an unusual question?”
Running down to sit on the spiral stairs with chin perched on hands: “Unusual? You’ve intrigued me. Ask away.”
“Well … [CENSORED FOR YOUR PROTECTION]?”
“Wow. Just wow. You [CENSORED FOR YOUR PROTECTION]?”
“Told you it was unusual.”
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Immediately upon finishing eating dinner:
“You know, Troubadour ate cat poop today.”
“Oh my God! Why didn’t you tell me that BEFORE he grabbed my sandwich?” Pausing. “Ugh. I think I’m going to be sick.”
“Well, you cut off the bad end, didn’t you?”
“I think I did, but I can’t be sure I didn’t turn the sandwich around when I got to the kitchen.”
“You didn’t eat the poop-breath end.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because you only started to feel sick when you thought you’d eaten it.”
“For future reference, please let me know when the puppy has eaten cat shit BEFORE he grabs my food. Thanks.”
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“Remind me sometime this week to go to Vanessa’s and trim her bush.“
“Did you really have to say it like that?”
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A shouted conversation while watching TV downstairs in the bedroom while the spouse remained upstairs in the living room:
“Hey!”
“What?”
“What is that music?”
“Nothing!”
“You’re watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire again, aren’t you?”
“No!”
“Yes you are! Don’t lie to me. I know the music by now, you’ve watched it so many times.”
“It’s not Harry Potter! It’s porn!”
“Bullshit! It’s Harry Potter! AGAIN! How many times can you watch that movie?”
“You don’t want to know!”
“Don’t make me come down there. You’d better be watching porn if I do.”
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