Ok, friends, I know you love these, so here you go. It's hard to keep track of our ridiculous conversations word-for-word, but when I get the chance I put them down as quickly as I can so I don't forget them. So here are more "Real Conversations I've had with My Husband". I hope you have a good laugh -- we sure did.
Mr. "Wonderful' wasn't listening while I was talking one night, so when he tried to reiterate what I had said he got it totally wrong, and realized he was caught. He made a face, so I laughed and asked him, "Why are you so weird?" as I crawled into his chair to cuddle with him while picking on him.
"Because I'm weird," was his reply.
"You're weird because you're weird?" I asked.
"Yup!" he yelled and hugged me closer, nuzzling the side of my face.
I made some happy gurgle-type noises, and he said, "Oh good, happy gibberish!" and snuggled me again.
I know I just don't say this enough, but this is what I live with, people! We really do have fun.
I'm not the only one fluent in gibberish, though. Another day, after watching a favorite television show, I turned to him, snuggled up close, and gave him a loving smile. It was a pretty sappy moment, and he started dramatically exclaiming, "Oh, Bre. Oh, Bre. Oh, Bre, oh Bre!" and then he made a noise that was sort of like, "RoaaAaaaugh!"
I looked at him, laughing, and asked, "What?!" to which his reply was, "Gremlin."
Then he said, "For my next impression: pterodactyl." And putting his hand in his mouth, made a noise close to "Roararargh!" Which made us both laugh.
"And for my next," he said, trying not to laugh, "Jaguar velociraptor! Aaaaar *gag*" And we laughed even harder.
And lastly, he ended with one more noise, which sounded very much like all the others, "aaaaaauraugh!" When I asked him what that one was, he added very simply, "Baby." We laughed our hardest after this one in particular.
When this was all done, I opened up the computer, and he knew without asking that all this ridiculousness was going on my blog, so he left the room in a huff. But in a kind of humorous huff. He's not mad, though maybe a tad embarrassed. As he should be.
He is so goofy and I love him for it. So much.
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Saturday, August 11, 2012
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Real Conversations I've Had with My Husband
Welcome to a new weekend section I'm calling Real Conversations I've Had With My Husband! I don't know if this will happen every weekend, but when I do post a "Real Conversation" I will always include it in a weekend update. Tonight, the ridiculous conversation that I could swear sounded like something from a poorly scripted fast-talking show was as follows:
Mr.: "I can't believe the next Fringe episode wasn't posted this week! How could they do this to me?" (slams fist on table).
Me: (contemplating) "Well, you see, the guy responsible went to a party and got really drunk, and had a three day long hangover and totally forgot he had to do it. By the time he was back to work he had so much other work to do that he didn't even realize it or even have time to do it."
Mr.: "Huh?"
Me: "Well, you wanted a reason, I gave you answer."
Mr.: "Don't lie."
Me: "It wasn't a lie. It was just a possibility."
Mr.: "You didn't say maybe the person got drunk."
Me: "Well, hypothetically. Ok, there."
Mr.: "I don't need your... hypothesizing."
Me: "Hypothecaries?"
Mr.: "That's different."
The conversation then drifted to another subject. Minutes later...
Mr.: "Apothecaries!"
Yes. That is the conversation as it actually happened. Nothing unusual here. I just can't help but wonder what it is that makes our brains work quite the way they do. It is truly incredible some of the connections we make... or, in some cases, miss.
On a side-note, last weekend I went out seeking a balance board, which I found at Target. I wanted one so I could do easy work-outs while watching TV (simply balancing on the board, getting a simple core work-out), or harder work-outs incorporating the board. It's quite the handy tool. I tell you this so you understand my next statement. While I was writing this post, my husband turned on the Wii the to play a video game, whilst standing on the balance board. Ingenuity, people!
Blog #16, done!
Mr.: "I can't believe the next Fringe episode wasn't posted this week! How could they do this to me?" (slams fist on table).
Me: (contemplating) "Well, you see, the guy responsible went to a party and got really drunk, and had a three day long hangover and totally forgot he had to do it. By the time he was back to work he had so much other work to do that he didn't even realize it or even have time to do it."
Mr.: "Huh?"
Me: "Well, you wanted a reason, I gave you answer."
Mr.: "Don't lie."
Me: "It wasn't a lie. It was just a possibility."
Mr.: "You didn't say maybe the person got drunk."
Me: "Well, hypothetically. Ok, there."
Mr.: "I don't need your... hypothesizing."
Me: "Hypothecaries?"
Mr.: "That's different."
The conversation then drifted to another subject. Minutes later...
Mr.: "Apothecaries!"
Yes. That is the conversation as it actually happened. Nothing unusual here. I just can't help but wonder what it is that makes our brains work quite the way they do. It is truly incredible some of the connections we make... or, in some cases, miss.
On a side-note, last weekend I went out seeking a balance board, which I found at Target. I wanted one so I could do easy work-outs while watching TV (simply balancing on the board, getting a simple core work-out), or harder work-outs incorporating the board. It's quite the handy tool. I tell you this so you understand my next statement. While I was writing this post, my husband turned on the Wii the to play a video game, whilst standing on the balance board. Ingenuity, people!
Blog #16, done!
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