Could it be that my husband, who when I met him ate Carl Budding and white bread sandwiches for dinner, has turned a new leaf?
The following conversation started like any other.
It's the ending that really got me.
Dan: How is our lettuce looking?
Me: Really good.
Dan: So, we have a lot left?
Me: Yep.
Dan: Does that mean we're going to have huge salads with dinner tonight?
(this is the part where I cringe because when I answer in the affirmative, there is usually much wailing and gnashing of teeth)
Me: Um, yes. (My affirmative. Now I wait for the wailing to begin.)
Dan: Oh good.
WHAT?
2 comments:
We have not yet gotten to the part where mom teaches Joy how to fry fermented fish paste.
Joy will NEVER let mom show her how to do THAT.
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