When I Said Talk Dirty to Me… September 6, 2007
A few days ago, Husband said this when I walked into the living room:
“Honey, can I do anything for you? Something that would make you really happy?” I blinked at him in response, not knowing where this was going. “Oh, I know! How about if I clean the bathrooms?”
Yes. That really happened. And now, I have clean bathrooms.
Mine washed the dishes yesterday.
You don’t suppose they are part of a conspiracy, and are trying to keep us off guard?
There are actual tears in my eyes at the idea of a husband volunteering to clean the bathroom.
Off to glare at my poor husband like a basilisk when he comes home….
No. Way.
Wow.
Lady, you must be a bobcat in the sack.
I hope you took photographs — not just of the clean bathrooms, but of your husband in the act of cleaning them. Otherwise, some people will find this just a little too far-fetched.
Here from Mary-LUE (finally getting back to you after you visited me).
I’ve stopped by from time to time for the past year, and I am thinking I will try to do so more often now.
This - this…I can’t even express the level of amazement I feel! Have you contacted Ripley’s Believe it or Not?
This would be where the similarities amongst brothers ends
Admittedly I don’t know him, but my money’s on “he’s horny.”
Just sayin’.
OK… how’d you get him to say that? And follow-through?
Really, share your secrets!
bwahaha! you just made me choke with laughter..