Last night, I didn't feel well (still don't today) and I was going to ask him to get me a slice of the pizza he made. Something fell over in the kitchen and he went to go look.
DH: Oh, it's just the paper plates.
Me: Can you get me a slice of pizza?
DH: *eyes narrow* You planned this, didn't you?
Me: Yes. *Finger to temple* I have telekinEsis!
DH: Then float your own damn pizza out here.
(He got it for me)
Since I am staying home today I begged him to take DD to her daycare because I really don't want to drive with this headache (I think this qualifies as a migraine). I always drop her off because her daycare is at my job. I got a text message.
DH: At work now.
Me: Kay. I love you so much. Was she okay?
DH: The second she got in the door she realized I brought her there because that is where you take children you don't want anymore.
*Dead*
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