The Saint: smiling, and not looking at all in fear for his life: “You really through me for a loop last night.”
Me: glaring, daring him to continue speaking DIRECTLY TO ME (Note time of day)
The Saint: still smiling, WTF?: “When I got back from walking the dog last night I thought maybe you baked some cookies. Or even a strawberry cake.”
Me: slowly making mental connection- me?– baking? – cookies? – scented candle! “BWAHAAHAAAHAAHAA!”
Me: wiping my eyes, gasping for air: “Strawberry CAKE?” “BWAHAAHAAHAA!”
6 comments:
oh funny! Let me come over, I love to bake cookies and my SO seems to think its no big deal like people do this every day. Can I get a thank you around here? Your Saint would say thanks, I just know it!
I guess a man can always hope! :)
Yes, hope springs eternal...
Aren't they cute when they are clueless?!
I tagged you for a MeMe, thought I should let you know--will not be offended if you choose not to do. I know they can be annoying, but I had writer's block yesterday so it came in handy!
What was he thinking, speaking to you at 7:13am? I would love to have a candle that smells like a strawberry cake though. Mmmm.
Excuse me. Coffee or no coffee, 7:13 a.m. or not. 3 days until you go to Mexico?
You have no excuse not to smile. (I kid.)
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