Bryan was gone at the gym this afternoon, which is typically no big deal, except that he was gone for FOUR HOURS. (Apparently GI Joes' Going-Out-Of-Business sale caught his eye on the way home. Again, whatever.) I called him and asked him to stop at the store, please, and pick up some broccoli.
45 minutes later, he walked in the back door carrying...nothing.
After a quick squinty-eyed glare, he caught on and walked right back out the door. I called after him to get some eggs.
20 minutes later, this is what he returned with:
Broccoli
Zucchini
2 bags of licorice
Multiple packages of batteries (?)
NO EGGS
This is the point where I began lecturing Zoey on how much better off in life she will be if she lands herself a nice wife, because women tend to have attention spans longer than those of gnats, and also tend to not get so distracted by the 2-for-1 licorice display that they forget one of the TWO items they are supposed to be picking up at the store.
3 comments:
Oh...I can so relate. And this not only applys to shopping trips, but basically to all areas of life!:)
Another reason to be okay with your duaghter becoming a lesbian...she can't get "knocked up" in highschool by a member of the sword fighting club. Not sure what their real name is, but I'm sure you get what I'm talking about.
Dude, I think we should all invest in some wives. Plus, Zoey's coming out party would be SO shabby chic.
My husband and I are all for lesbianism! Cecilia is already showing signs of going down that road...wanting to marry her girlfriends.
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