FML

So, apparently I like to learn things the hard way... I knew this already, but you did not. Today I am going share an example.



Yesterday morning I read this blog entry from HappyHourSue. It was hilarious. I laughed. Hard.



Last night when the boys were in bed and BG was downstairs watching something on TreeHouse, Hubby decided to attck me, carry me to bed and have his way with me. Yes!

While we were... doing... what we were doing, he suddenly stopped, turned, and "BG back downstairs to watch your cartoons!"

Oh, crap. Me being the sypathetic wife and mother I am, burst into laughter.

Once BG left the room Hubby says to me, "Hands on my feet! I felt hands on my feet! They couldn't have been your hands! Did you hear what she said to me?"

I of course am laughing even harder now and shaking my head, no.

"Daddy why is your bum showing?"

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" This is me, of course.

"I told her I was changing to get ready to go"

By this point I could hardly breathe. Hubby also found the humor in this, thank goodness. And eventually we mangaged to get back to *ahem* whatever it was we were doing before.

Moral of the story people: This is no joke. No, not just a funny story to pass the time. Head our warnings! And tell your Hubbies to close and lock the damn door! :)





Oh, no. I'm not done yet.





This morning I'm getting the kiddies a healthy breakfast of Honey Nut Cheerios (I only make hubby cook breakfast in the mornings on weekends, sometimes), and on the phone with a girlfriend making plans to meet at the grocery store this morning so we can have a quick little visit before she leaves for the weekend, when I see my cell flashing and vibrating. So I let her go, and Hubby has called 3x.

"Were you on the phone?"

"Um, yeah, that's why you couldn't get through"

"Okay, I ran outta gas half way to work"

"What?!"

"So after you get the boys on the bus, I need you to fill up the gas can and bring it out."

"So, you're just gonna sit on the side of the highway for an hour until I can get there?"

"I'm gonna have to."

"Okay...."



After calling my girlfriend to cancel our morning plans (there's no way I'll make it on time now), I rush the boys to the bus stop, throw BG in the van, and grab the gas can, which is only 1/2 full. Now I have to stop at a gas station to fill the thing up. Arg!



Somewhere in there I managed to have a second to check the account so I could leave Hubby money so he doesn't run out of gas on his way home. Hmmm, isn't Thursday pay day?



I guess we don't get groceries today either.



Can I go back to bed now?