Poor, unsuspecting Steve decided that this would be the perfect moment to bring up wedding plans. Now... keep in mind please, that I have been asking him for about 3 months now to pick a DJ. This is the one job I have given him, and it has yet to be accomplished. So, needless to say, I was more than a little peeved that Mr. Procrastination picked *NOW* to discuss wedding plans. We had a brief... um... discussion, in which I snippily reminded him that we were about 8 months out now, and that we needed to get some of these things nailed down... SOON!!!
Later that evening, after relaxing a bit and realizing that I had been a bit of a wench, I went over to him and apologized. The brief conversation went something like this...
Me: "Babe... I'm sorry for acting like a mean old hag. I really didn't mean to."
Steve: "Aww... You're not mean. And you're definitely not a hag!"
Oh. No. He. Didn't!!
I am a year older than Steve. And he just LOVES when he stumbles upon the opportunity to remind me that I am a year ''OLD''er than he is. What a turd!
I should've just snatched him bald headed right then and there.
Oh wait..... (he he he he)
It's a good thing he's cute!
2 comments:
Hahaha!!! That's funny! So glad you have such a great sense of humor....I'm sure Steve is too :)
That is funny! You know that you're going to hear that your whole lives:) I love your stories.
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