Whenever I buy stuff online I have it sent to my work address. We don't have a porch or doorman and my neighbors can't be trusted, so this is safest. It isn't an inherently devious plan although it does allow me to sneak stuff past DH. ![]()
Anyway, I have developed an addiction to handmade throw pillow covers from Etsy. DH walked into the guest room this morning and finally noticed (typical man, 3 weeks later) that there are 3 new ones on the bed. He stomps into the bathroom and asks me, "When did you get a whole new bedroom set?" I hemmed and hawed and tried the whole, "We've always had them you just didn't notice line." It wasn't working, so I just dropped my towel. DH looks at me and goes, "That is so unfair. You know I can't yell at those boobs."
Me & my throw pillows: 1,667,323
DH: ZERO
Re: Confession + Funny DH.
LOL. That's great.
LOL. Or in a HOSPITAL. (cough cough)
"This ribbon has been reported." - lovesnina
Haha. After being practically naked by the end of my labor, because I couldn't stand the feeling of clothes, I have no shame to be naked in a hospital anymore.
I just want to know how they managed to make a baby on those odd hospital beds. LMAO
Too funny!
I'm going to have to try this at some point...