Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Husbands

Are weird. Mine likes to ask me weird trick questions like "On a scale of 1 to 10 how excited would you say you are to be married to me on an average day?" What? Ok. So I say 8. I think that is pretty good. Most days I'm more excited, but some days I want to punch him in the face...so 8 would be a pretty good average. Or so I think. He says..."That hurts. I'm a 12 to be married to you." OF COURSE...it was a trick question. I was supposed to say 15 or something. So now he has been trying to "move up" from an 8. He has been walking the dog for me in the morning (probably more for my safety than anything...he knows I would lay down and freeze to death) and then today I came home to some beautiful flowers for no reason.


I wonder what would have happened if I said 7....

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