April 14, 2011

Funny Honey

My husband is so funny...and it's usually my job to point it out.

1. We were outside today, sitting peacefully on the back porch, when a gigantic black bumble bee came buzzing by me. (I call them jumbo jets)

I screamed "BEE!!!!" (I think I was flapping my arms and legs at the same time too)

He just looked at me and asked "What???"

I said "It's a BEE!" and he said, "Oh, I thought you were calling me." Then he just shook his head like he was relieved that he didn't have to call the paddy wagon.

I do call him B, but I never shriek it at the top of my lungs while I'm sitting right beside him. I've been laughing over it all day.

2. I checked Facebook this morning and on his profile page, it said he had 666 friends. So I posted a comment that he should notice that and add another person to his list. He wrote back that he actually needed 111 more friends.

3. I have been carefully saving up money to buy a new couch, socking away money little by little in a certain hiding place. Lately he has taken to looking at guitars on ebay, so he suggested that instead of a couch, he could get a new guitar. He was teasing me but he has a certain look in his eye....

...and I changed my hiding place. :\

5 comments:

joannmski said...

Hmm. Now why do you call him B? Should this be C?

crickl's nest said...

No Joann, it's B. It stands for a little newly wed nickname that would just be embarrassing to call him in front of people. ;) Nothing inappropriate, just too cutesy. haha

HolyMama! said...

well you should definitely try the flap/flail/yell B the next time he hints at a guitar instead of a couch. not because it really makes sense, but because it got his attention and that is the important first step in communicating about guitar/couch issues. I think. :)

Alida said...

Glad to know that your hiding place stayed safe and you have your new couch!!

Mari Sterling Wilbur said...

Hahahah - love that last comment about changing your hiding place. I do that periodically with my peanut butter creme cookies. Life is good.