Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Marriage: Oh, It's Funny
“You know, I can be really funny sometimes.”
“Oh, I know that.” I say trying not to grin. “In fact, sometimes you’re on a roll, unstoppably funny AND smart. Those are moments when I just have to wonder where you get the magic.”
Milk Man pauses, suspecting half way through my praise that I’m full of it. “When have I been that funny?”
I pause to think and chew the crust of my pizza. “Well, for example, the time you cleaned the attic out for me, or when you do yard work. It’s just plain sexy when you hammer a nail and if you took a look at the leak in the turret roof you’d be so incredibly funny AND smart.”
Milk Man scratches his head, thinking. "I’m seriously funny and attractive when I do work around the house?” He asks. I shake my head in approval.
“Alright, I’ll look at the leak tomorrow.” He says.
I’m a marriage genius.
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