Thursday, July 30, 2009
Ahem...a common scene from my home:
husband: why do we have so many pillows?
me: because they are pretty.
husband: but I hate them. they serve no function.
me: they serve the function of being pretty.
husband: I want to cut them up.
me: please don’t.
husband: one of these days, when you go out of town, I’m going to get rid of all of them.
me: (again) please don’t.
husband: why do you have to be such a girl?
me: would you prefer me to be something else?
husband: yeah--someone who doesn’t like so many stupid pillows.
me: that’s not going to happen.
husband: you know, I did not sign up for all these pillows when we agreed to get married.
me: yes you did.
husband: no, I don’t believe so.
me: yes, you did. now go to sleep please.
husband: (mumbling) I don’t know why you always have to get your way.
me: I’m tired. be quiet.
husband: can you toss me my pillow?
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