I figured out this week that a big purchase of shoes followed by two consecutive days of delivers from online purchases will cause husband to question more specifically about the amount of money spent.
Note to self: spread out purchases over a longer period of time in order to avoid his noticing and asking such questions. It really is best for everyone that way.
-Taryn
I bought three new pairs of shoes, well, because girls need shoes sometimes.
Bobby saw the boxes when he got home and we proceeded to play a game that reminded me of “The Price is Right” where he would guess a number and I would say “higher” or “lower” to relay information about the actual price to him.
I think it is easier on him if I don’t tell him the actual price and let him overestimate and then be relieved that it wasn’t as bad as he thought.
Now, when should I break it to him that I went on an online shopping spree earlier this week? He reads this blog. That should be enough, I think.
| Taryn (in an aside to Bobby): | I know, your wife brings you nothing but trouble. |
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| Bobby: | Oh, she brings me more than trouble. Mayhem. Pestilence. Whatever the other four horseman are. Tomfoolery. Cock-a-mamey-ness. She brings me lots of things. |
At some point last night my husband and his childhood friend ended up in a car dealership while both of them were wearing boy scout uniforms. There is a “story” and “reasons” for this occurrence but they are nowhere interesting enough to motivate uniformed car shopping.
It does remind me why I keep this blog - because my husband fills it and my marriage with wonderfully hilarious situations.
-Taryn
Husband uses our juice glasses for his wine glasses. He assures me that there is a reason for this - something to do with knowing how much 5 ounces is.
I would complain, but it keeps him from using my wine glasses so double win?
Husband asked me how I knew the traffic across the street from the restaurant was from parents dropping off their kids at a dance.
I explained to him that the teenage girls at the table next to us had been talking about it for the past 10 minutes and gaggles of teenagers wearing formal wear had been entering the school.
I am throughly impressed by his ability to ignore “the children”. This is a good sign of his future abilities as a parent.
So “Here’s to 8th grade.” (the actual toast the girls said over their split hamburger). May we never have to go through it again.
Husband and I like to watch “No Reservations” together. This usually results in us watching Anthony Bourdain do very silly or dangerous things while hubby says, “I want to try that” and I say, “That’s stupid. Why would anyone do that?”
Tonight’s episode featured a visit to Finland and Mr. Bourdain sitting in a sauna and then getting blood-let with what looked like a scalpel and suction cups. Apparently this is something that my husband does not actually want to try which makes me very happy.
However, I’m not sure how this lead to hubby’s history lesson that Santa Anna (the bad guy from the Alamo) developed licorice gum and was exiled to New Jersey during the same time in which he was also President of Mexico 11 different, non-consecutive times over 22 years.
Yeah for Monday night TV watching.
I might be getting sick so husband wouldn’t sit by me on the couch. If I play this right, I might get the entire bed to myself tonight.
- Taryn
Might have run out of deodorant this morning and borrowed husband’s. Really didn’t mind smelling like old spice today but need to remedy this before tomorrow.
-Taryn
| Bobby: | I really like Randy's jacket. It makes me want to get a seersucker suit that way I can be cool. And by cool, I mean comfortable during the summer. |
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| Taryn: | You are not Boss Hogg. You cannot get a seersucker suit. |
I thought that I would be nice and pick up a box of wine today (yes, a box - however, it was my first time to purchase wine in a box) for hubby and I to share since we are trying to watch calories and a box would keep better for us to enjoy a glass at a time.
I got home to discover that he had done the same thing. Luckily, he bought red whereas I had purchased white.
I am happy to report that husband has almost become fluent in the “weird twin language/ eerily similar purchases made by twins.” There might be hope for him yet.
-Taryn
