SMHS started off as a love letter to my husband of sorts. Since then, it’s become one of my most popular blog posts. You can read part 4, part 3, part 2 and the very first installment in case you missed it. As it turns out, my husband has an endless supply of one-liners and it would simply be unfair for me to keep these all to myself, so I began sharing them with you, too. Someone recently brought it to my attention that it was about time for another installment. So, without further ado, let’s get to it.
Me: “Ooh I won a giveaway!! I get to pick a free pair of earrings! Which should I pick?” *Show him the two photos below.*
Husband: “Well, these (left) would match the 97 items of leopard print paraphernalia you already own but these (right) would match the bathroom floor. All I know for sure is you’ve got one helluva decision to make!”
*Show husband a meme, similar to the one below.*
Me: “This is so funny.”
Husband: “It’s September. If you go lay under a tree people are just going to think you’re homeless.”
Me: “Wow, that’s two blog quotes in one night.”
Husband: “Haha! Let me get one more bourbon in me!”
Husband: “I got you kodiak waffles, but they didn’t have pumpkin spice.”
Me: “That’s actually ok because you probably wouldn’t like them.”
Husband: “I mean I’m not as basic as you but pumpkin spice Kodiak waffles sound kinda good.”
Husband: “I feel like they put baby in the corner.”
Me: “Well I’m not really sitting in the corner.”
Husband: “No, me.”
Husband: “Are you ready for bed?”
Me: “Does it look like I’m ready for bed?” *Squeezes Reese’s shell topping on a graham cracker.*
Husband: “It looks like you’re squeezing an ice cream topping on a graham cracker. Should I be concerned?”
Me: “Do you know what I’m saying?”
Husband: “Typically no, wife.”
Me: *Throws away one dish rag.* “Ok. Giving this one a hair cut.”
Husband: “Are we in that dire straights? Just buy a new one.”
Me: “I don’t think you understand the value of a dollar.”
Husband: “I don’t think you understand the value of a dish rag.”
This next screen shot speaks for itself.
Me: *Moves wine glass because husband is about to knock it over.*
Husband: “Don’t you drink my wine, wife. I know how you operate.”
I hope you enjoyed this installment of SMHS.
See ya on the next post!
-The Chic(ish) Chick