The other day, Brett was sacked out on the couch watching TV.
I had been running around doing laundry, dishes, and whatnot (how does whatnot take up so much time?). I was upstairs – upstairs, I tell you - and the man I married yelled up the stairs.
“Babe, could you grab me a soda?”
Mind you, he is maybe ten feet away from the refrigerator while I, on the other hand, am on a completely separate floor.
Sometimes, instead of being snarky (or submissive – ha!) the theatrical side of me wins out.
I couldn’t help myself at that point. I rushed down the stairs and threw myself over his relaxed body.
“Oh, my darling! Please, please do not get up! I could not LIVE with myself if you had to serve yourself. Oh my baby! “
My husband, who at first was thrilled I had suddenly draped myself all over him, looked confused, “What?”
“Don’t! Oh, don’t get up! Allow me – Nay, permit ME to serve you!”
I sashayed the ten feet into the kitchen, popped a top of Coke, poured it over a mug of ice, and served it to my husband.
His eyes were sort of wide, as I stood there awaiting his reaction.
“Thanks,” he said, settling back down, still looking at me suspiciously out of the corner of his eyes.
Satisfied I had made my point, I went upstairs to finish the laundry.
About two hours later, we were getting ready for bed, and he looks at me like a light just went on.
“Wait, were you being sarcastic earlier?”
I KID YOU NOT!
7 comments:
Ok, that is AWESOME! I can totally picture you sashaying into the kitchen to serve your husband! :o) Usually it is me yelling at David to get me something because baby wants it...I wish he was still here to serve me!!!!!
You are so crazy sometimes! but I love that he caught it eventually =) You know he only asked you because you were already "up" not because you were upstairs... I betchya.
That made me giggle.
i don't think i would have been up to sashaying... I doubt i could have fought the sarcastic urge.
I always know that I will be amused when I read your posts, and today is no different! How do you have such an exciting life?!!!
That's hilarious. Too bad you didn't have a little sprig of mint to garnish the Coke and a doily to serve under it.
I don't think I would have been so nice about it.
Ahh, men, kinda slow.
Oh, perfect! That's what I'll do the next time my hubby asks for something. You know, when he hollers for a drink while I'm in the nursery changing a diaper. Yeah.
Of course, it's like rewarding bad behavior...he will LOVE it if I drape myself over him. And I doubt he'd ever catch the sarcasm. Men.
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