Husband Humor


Scrappy Husband Decorates

So, as I’ve mentioned before Adam and I are blessed to each have our own office space in the new house. Both rooms are on the front of the house and receive a ton of natural light during the day. Most of the time that’s a good thing, but at certain times of day it can make reading computer monitors difficult at best. Also? With natural light comes natural heat. It gets warm in there. Because of this, Adam has been mentioning that we need to invest in some blinds or curtains so he can be in his office more often on the weekends. I agree with him, but I have a special plan and I’ve been slow to execute it. (I really need to get on that…)Anyway, this is what I came upon this weekend when I walked upstairs to see what he was up to:Take another look. That’s one of…

What’s a Maggot Basket?

A couple of weeks ago, The Hubs and I were walking through Target and saw this: I didn’t pay much attention to it, though I remember thinking, “Oh, that’s an interesting basket.”Hubby however…Him: “Who would buy that?”Me: “The basket? Uh, I dunno, why?”Him: “It’s gross. It looks like a bunch of maggots.”Me: “…”Yes folks, according to Adam it’s a maggot basket. I’ll admit, it’s not my style, though I don’t think I’d have been so uh, colorful(?). It’s not that bad. It’s…exotic. Ecclectic. Anything but “wormy”.So, so sorry Target. Forgive him ok? For me? I still love you.

Gym Clothes Gone Wild

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in almost 2 years of marriage, it’s that women and men are… different. We approach things differently and in general, that’s not a bad thing. This was never more evident to me than last weekend while putting away the laundry.In my world, t-shirts are folded neatly and with precision, because darn it I know how many I can fit in a drawer when they are folded properly. (And it’s a lot, let me tell you.) Yes, I may be a little picky about it, but take a look at the inside of that drawer! What you can’t see is that there are two more stacks of neatly folded shirts *behind* the two stacks you *can* see. That’s just how I roll – er, fold.Hubby knows of my obsession with neatly folded shirts and so he bought me one of these:My Flip Fold. I’ve been obsessed with…