The following conversation just transpired.
"Grant? My sweet husband, father of my child, Love of my Life..."
"It sounds like criticism is going to follow."
"Oh, no, nothing like that."
"Garbage?"
"Could you please?"
He's outside taking care of it as I type. In the rain, no less. I love that guy.
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You've trained him well. Good job, Ashley. Good job.
Thats very funny.
It made me think of a similar experience (of predictability) we just had. We gave ourselves each $25 to spend on whatever we want for our anniversary. So we went to Walmart and I bought a movie and Kristina bought a new pair of shoes which brought both of us down to $5 a piece. We couldn't think of anything to get for $5 so I said maybe we should save it. Then as I opened my mouth to speak a new thought, Kristina beat me to it and said,
"Maybe we should combine our powers and buy something for 10 bucks".
And I said, "How did you know I was gonna say 'combine our powers' rather than just 'combine our money'."
She said she just knew me too well and knew everything I would say before I say it.
Predictability is a funny thing in marriage.
Haha, I love your post and Seth's comment.
Haha. That is too funny.
Hey, I tagged you on the husband tag. I'm excited to hear what you have to write about Grant!
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