Pereiraville

Scribblings and bibblings; bibblings and scribblings.

22
Jul
2008

My cell phone rang. Caller ID indicated it was my husband. I pulled up the webcam as I answered, because I like to spy on him see him while I’m talking to him. He was standing in the kitchen, next to the refrigerator.

Me: Hi!
Him: Hi. Do we have anything to make for dinner?
Me: I don’t know. Check the freezer.
**I see him open the freezer**
Him: Well, you usually know what we have.
Me: I think we have ribs and ground meat.
Him: We have ground meat?
Me: I think so.
Him: Do you want spaghetti?
Me: Sure.
Him: Where’s the ground meat?
Me: In the freezer.
Him: I don’t see it.
Me: Then we don’t have any.
Him: I thought you said we did!
Me: Well, I’m not there looking into the freezer, so I don’t know for sure what we have.
Him: Alright, well, I’ll just look then.
Me: Okay.

Verily, I was amused in a forehead-smacking way.

(I love you, sherlock.)

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Your 2¢

  1. arcanai Said,

    he is making our dinner too, right?

    arcanai’s last blog post..it’s taken long enough

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