Saturday, March 30th

Me: So what do you think of the cake?
Husband: It's okay...I think we can finish it. What do you think?
Me: It's bland and I put twice as much vanilla in it than the recipe called for. But the cake itself is light and fluffy. So should I save this recipe?
Husband: I don't think so. It's nice but bland. But it does have a good mouth feel
Me: Mouth feel? You watch way too much of the food channel...

Friday, March 15th

(We get in the car, the music goes on, after 4 seconds I smack the advance button)

Husband: I like that song.
Me: Well I don't -
Husband: So I gathered -
Me: "Going home, going home, going home" Enough already, so you're going home, go already.
Husband: It's a nice song...
Me: It might be a great song but the singer isn't.
Husband: She is something of a cult favorite
Me: What cult? The cult of the brain dead and the deaf?  The favorite performer at Gallaudet University?
Husband: ::Laughing:: You are evil minded...

Tuesday, March 5th

Me: Can we get these groceries upstairs ourselves or should I get a cart?
Husband: No, I can get them..

(He takes 4 bags, I take two)

Me: Wait a minute, give me that bag - it has the eggs in it.
Husband: I can get it - I don't want you to carry too much.
Me: These are light, I can do it.
Husband: But you are a delicate little flower, I don't want you to burden yourself
Me: Me, a delicate flower?  Huh! - more like crab grass...