i dressed up as hello kitty for halloween. i was the cutest ever. an $8 headband and some face paint - yellow nose, black whiskers - also makes it one of the cheapest ever.
the office crew
after work, i went by my in-laws just to chat and show off my ridiculously cute alter-ego. i came home 2 hours later with a homemade chicken pot pie. i kind of love being back in hometown.
the lawyer and i recently purchased a small drop-leaf table and chairs. for the first time in over 4 years of marriage, we have a place besides the couch to eat dinner. so, naturally, i force us to eat dinner there as much as i can. unless we're having cheese puffs and/or ice cream for dinner, because then we have dinner on the couch.
i heated up the pot pie and set it in the middle of our table. i set out plates and silverware and poured 2 glasses of wine. since dinner was so fabulous, we didn't talk much during it. but towards the end of the meal, i noticed something.
sidebar - i am anal-retentive, bossy and stubborn.
the lawyer was holding his fork completely wrong. remember how beast held his fork in disney's beauty and the best and tried to slobber down the soup (or whatever) as it fell from his awkwardly-held utensil?
well, the lawyer wasn't that bad, but he was holding his silverware in the same awkward, scowl-inducing manner.
the lawyer: (oblivious)
kissey: what are you doing?
the lawyer: (still oblivious) what?
kissey: you're holding your fork wrong.
the lawyer: what? (eyes slant)
kissey: (scowling) you're holding your fork wrong. hold it like this. (demonstrates)
the lawyer: it's good. i'm hungry. leave me alone. plus, it's really hard to take you seriously with all that cat makeup on your face.
touche.
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