Monday, October 25, 2010

Short and Sweet. (And you can't really fault him on the logic).

Me: "What's that thing you call me sometimes? Bowl full of nuts?"

My husband: "No. What I call you sometimes is 'honey bunches of oats'. What I think about you sometimes is 'bowl full of nuts'.

Fair enough.

8 comments:

Mary Lynn said...

The price of marrying a funny guy. :-)

Nicole said...

My husband thinks similar things.

Honey bunches of oats, though? I love it! I love the bowl full of nuts too, I admit.

Amber said...

My husband calls me honey bunches of oats, too. Which I find ironic, because I've never once, in 20 years, seen him eat breakfast cereal. I fear it means that he likes me well enough, but in a pinch he'll always go with the toast.

Mom of the Perpetually Grounded said...

That. Is true love : )

Pam said...

And here I was thinking you were nuttier than a bowl full of squirrels under an oak tree. But maybe it's just me. (Clearly I have had too much cough medicine - sorry.)

Betsy B. Honest said...

Nicely done, Biblioman. You ever so effectively insulted her while drawing attention to the fact that you never insult her.

Reminds me of someone I know.

SuziCate said...

Fabulous!!!!!!!!!!

NInja Mom said...

There is so much love in both those sentiments - made me smile to read it :)