My husband told his friend T. the news of our impending 4th last week at a sporting event. T went home to his wife K and said "I think Devildog told me Feisty is pregnant. But I can't be 100% sure because I had been drinking." Devildog went up to K & T's house to do a side job for T's mom. I called to find out when he was going to come home, since I was making tacos for dinner (at his request). He turned down K's shrimp alfredo and T's mom's pulled pork because his preggo wife was at home making tacos for him. When he got home and told me this, I said "It obviously did not occur to you to ask for some to take home to your preggo wife." He conceded that he indeed did not think of that. After I called to find out when he was coming home, K called me.
"Hey. What are you doing?"
"Cooking Dinner"
"ah. well. Congratulations"
"Thanks but it's just tacos"
Friday, February 20, 2009
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3 comments:
hahahah
And I could SO hear that conversation happening.
Must be Feisty withdrawls.
Because once he mentioned pulled pork and alfredo, preggo wife wanted them both, right? You'd think by #4 he would have learned that by now!
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