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September 2011 Moms
aveeh
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Funny DH stories?
aveeh
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DH stayed home with B yesterday because our sitter is on vacation. I called to check in on him before we went over to my parents for Thanksgiving. Our convo went a little something like this...
- Me - Make sure you give her a snack before you leave
- DH - Already did. She had a peanut butter and jelly and zucchini sandwich.
- Me - Zucchini?
- DH - Yea, you told to me to give her some veggies
and
- DH - Do you want to know what she is wearing?
- me - Yea! Does she look cute for Thanksgiving?
- DH - She's in her all black outfit
- me - ...she has an all black outfit?
- DH - I made one! I figured it was a good way to make sure she matched. Why do you want her in something else?
- me - well we're not going to a funeral...
Any good DH stories out there?
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Re: Funny DH stories?
I don't know why I send SO out on errands
Once I was making salsa and ran out of tomatoes. I asked him to run to the store to get a few more. He called from the store and asked if I wanted the regular tomatoes or the shiny tomatoes. WTF is a shiny tomato?
SO doesn't really drink milk, but after being together for so long I would think he knows the kind that I usually buy. I ask him to run to the store to get some milk.
Him: What kind of milk do you want?
Me: Um, I dunno, the store brand is fine.
Him: No I mean, do you want skim or whole or 1 and a half percent?
1.5%? Looks like he doesn't really pay attention to what kind of milk the store has either.
I should have told him that was what I wanted to see how long it would take for him to call me in a panic from the grocery store because he couldn't find any 1.5% milk.
One time, he wanted me to make Swedish meatballs for a party we were having.. He said his gma used to make them and he loves them. I had eaten them before but never made them so I found a recipe online.
After he tried one, he said these are good but they aren't Swedish meatballs. They're supposed to be sweet.
Me:, oh, sorry I've never made them before, I just found a recipe online. But are you sure we're thinking of the same meatballs?
Him: yes, they're supposed to be sweet, that's why they're called sweetish meatballs.
Me: laughing
"What did my fingers do before they held you? What did my heart do with it's love?"
I'm beginning to think maybe all men of a certain name are the same.
When we first started dating, he was over my house for dinner and my parents asked him about his family. He says:
My step dad is a homely guy.
Me: do you mean Homey?
H: No? Like Homey-g? No.
Me: Homely means ugly.
H: No it doesn't. It means he likes to be at home.
Fortunately my dad cleared this up for us, or I think we'd still be arguing about it.