This was the bride's response at the wedding we attended this evening. Can I just say - who knew weddings were so rife with blog material?!? Between drunk girls headbanging to AC/DC songs (she kept screaming like she was actually at the concert) and bad table-manners, I don't even know where to begin. The husband and I had a lot of fun people watching and had plenty to comment on during the ride home. One thing I kept saying all night was "When I am Queen, people will not be allowed to do that." Uncommon husband kept saying he couldn't wait for that day. He claims I'd outlaw dirt. He is probably right.
I did learn one very important piece of information tonight. We were standing on the terrace watching the sun setting over the bay and Uncommon Husband looked over at me and said "Look, a sunset. You said in your blog you want to watch more sunsets." I just slowly turned my head to him and said "You read my blog!?" This is very good to know because it could definitely keep me out of trouble in the future.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
I definitely do
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I guess you'd better stop talking about him then. ;)
The worst is that my husband wants to sit over my shoulder and read while I'm typing.
Seriously. That can't happen.
OMG the "when I am Queen, people will not be allowed to do that" part sounds so familiar.
It once led to my husband telling me to STFU during a soccer game because I would've totally reinvented those stupid pussy rules.
that is funny! i know that my hubby reads my blog sometimes but i don't think that he wants me know it.
Ha ha, weddings are always great blog material. Glad you got to see your sunset :)
well at least the worst you've said so far was the whole indian suit (lol) thing. good to know for future reference!!
pahahaha at Thanksgiving..when you were blogging about our shopping experiences while sitting on the couch and telling uncommon husband I was wondering to myself if he read it! It's a good thing he told you before you may have gotten yourself into trouble.
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