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Conversation clips between husband and wife

They say the longer you've been married, the less words that need to actually be spoken to convey a message to your spouse.  For example, a woman's glare can tell a man a world of things, from "Come here, lover boy" to "Shut you mouth or you're on the couch".  The male interpretation of such a glare may vary depending on each individual woman.  I would bet the latter, though.

Even though we have yet to hit that mark just yet, our conversations are still pretty interesting.

Blogging
Wyatt:  "Why do you always write about me in your blogs?" (As if that's a bad thing!) 

Me:  "I write about my life and to be honest, I write about our daughter [the cat] too.  You and the cat are my life.  Therefore, I write about you both and I'm sure when I have children, I'll write about them.  Until then, you will suffice because you happen to be the most entertaining part of my day.  [FYI, if you do want me to stop writing about you, then maybe you should stop being so entertaining.]

In line at Starbucks
Wyatt:  "You're so difficult." (This could or could not have been a random thought.  Sometimes A lot of the time, this phrase comes out for no reason.)

Me:  "Honey, you're the best husband ever.  No one else would ever put up with my sh*t."

Wyatt:  [Smile]

Me:  "I must be pretty amazing if you're gonna put up with all my sh*t."

Wyatt:  "What?"

Me:  "Well, you get one point for being the best husband, I deserve one too."

Wyatt:  [Rolling eyes]


Married life is amazing.
God Bless,
Kat

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