Married Life Chats Volume VI
happy monday! since sometimes mondays are worse than when all you have wanted all day is cereal and then you get home to discover you have no milk and all your spoons are dirty…it’s time for married life chats! i have some doozies from our travels that i have been overly excited to share with you!
we are headed to vegas today to join the toastmasters international convention AND i am putting on an event tomorrow (!) for vocal women! all good thoughts and positive vibes are appreciated and we still have few seats left if you happen to be in the las vegas area – come play!
alright, let’s get to it:
(whispering in my ear before we go into separate rooms after we just married our friends)
him: you know if you are vegan you can’t have butter.
him: can i have a chip?
me: sure *hands him one
him: OMG I HATE THIS! WHAT IS THIS?!
me: ummm a salt and vinegar chip?
him: these are prank chips, right?!?!
me: did you take a picture of me sleeping?
him: yes. you are cute when you sleep.
me: don’t do that. that’s what murderers do.
him: you officially watch too much CSI
me: did you bring any super low cut v-necks and capris to london, because you’d fit right in!
him: daaaaaang it. i dropped the ball.
me: brilliant idea. you should save your last little bit of goat cheese and have it with your grilled figs, which we should order for dessert.
him: i have never loved you more.
me: OMG i cannot believe how much we just spent on two drinks!
him: babe, we are in london! we will look back and not even remember how much it cost.
me: orlando. august 2012. $4 for ONE egg. ONE. EGG.
(at the bar reading a sign in a london pub)
him: so, what does the sign 2-4-1 mean exactly?
bar-tender: well…it’s two drinks for the price of one.
me: we are from canada.
him: is that your stomach?!
me: that’s a gurgling pigeon outside, you weirdo.
him: would you rather have lord voldemort’s baby or kill sugar (our sweet puppy dog)?
me: i’m absolutely not answering that.
him: i’ll help you raise the baby.
me: *uncontrollable laughter
him: was seeing the behind the scenes making of harry potter like the best thing ever for you?
me: i mean, it’s right up there with meeting and marrying you.
him: what’s the order?
me: i’d rather not say.
(going up creepy stairs to the hammam, where we are getting a turkish bath in morocco, more on that later!)
him: are we going to die here?
me: no. there’s too much talking. if we were going to die, they would all be much quieter.
your turn. share any funny moments you’ve had recently so we appear less weird!