The hubs is a sweet, intelligent man. He can beautifully debate concepts and subjects us mortals cannot dream of comprehending. But the hubs, I do believe, has his foot firmly wedged in his piehole.
Exhibit A: We're getting dressed and I pull out a little capelet and slip it on. As I'm walking to the mirror, he says, "You look like you're about to ride a horse!".
I took it off and gave him Super Stink Eye.
Exhibit B: I finally finish stitching all the pieces of my very first sweater together, and run to his study so excitedly to show him my handiwork. I try it on and he announces, "You look so motherly!".
I stormed out of there fuming. He's so very close to having MY foot firmly wedged in another hole.
3 comments:
Ah, yes. The eternal (and somewhat baffling) tactlessness of husbands. Fortunately, mine knows better (most of the time) than to tell me what he
s really thinking, but his face says it all. :)
Kristina
Sweetfern Handmade
It's called a filter, dude. Use it.
I love you... :)
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