My good friend Jillian Chantal has a fabulous blog I subscribe to. Her recent post was too funny not to share so she graciously allowed me to have it here at Naughty Author Chicks. Thanks Jillian and Merry Christmas y'all! ~ Casey Crow
Since I'm still sick and have zero energy to fight Christmas shopping crowds, when the spouse said last night that he was going to the mall to get a few things, I asked him to pop into a certain store to grab something for the daughter-in-law. I'd been meaning to get her some yoga pants from Victoria's Secret since she likes them. When I mentioned that to the spouse, he gasped and said, "You want me to go in THAT store?"
After I stopped laughing and explained to him that there was nothing there that would harm him, he asked what I wanted him to get. I said, "Extra small yoga pants."
"Yoga as in yoga?" was his response.
Laughing again, I spelled it just in case he didn't know what I meant.
Response: "What if they come in colors?"
"Get black but if the waistband is a color. Just pick one you like."
Two hours later:
Me: "You're home. Did they hurt you in THAT store?"
Him: "Everybody working there was a guy."
Me: "See? No danger there."
Him: "Well, he DID ask of I wanted regular, boot cut, low rise..."
Me, cutting him off as I could see he was twitching: "What did you get?"
Him: "Leggings."
Me: "Good job."
Him: "I had them wrap them but got a box too. Wrap #2 son something in it. Freak him out."
Another day in the life at the Chantal house.
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2 comments:
thanks for the share of my crazy husband's story.
You're welcome! I love it!
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