Okey, dokey, then
The other night Ed and I had one of those Seinfeld conversations. I was in bed reading my book and he got in bed, got out, and got back in again. I didn't pay attention and continued to read.
He picked up his book, then put it down and muttered with some frustration in his voice:
Ed: Because I hate it when the sheet comes up too high and bunches around my neck and shoulders.
Me [not having a clue why he decided to share that]: Okay. Why are you telling me this?
Ed: Didn't you notice that I just got out of bed and tucked everything back in on the bottom so the sheets would be neat?
Me: Uh, no. You're always fixing something - I don't even notice most of the time!
Ed: [Sigh.....]
Because I'm such a good little wifey, I turned back to my book before silently laughing.
4 comments:
boy oh boy, sandi. you and i could swap some funny stories one day over coffee. so many times i watch my hubby in deep concentration, going about some activity or other in and around the house. i say not a word. but in my thoughts i am cracking up! sometimes our fellas take things very seriously.
;)
somedays, it is best just to go back to our books and laugh silently. it saves the marriage...
I'm with Ed, I'm freaky about my sheets. Hospital corners and all. :)
lol, sandi!!! definitely a Seinfeld moment!! mumble mumble mumble.....
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