Why Hubbys’ Need Rules

It's amazing how I can always find the perfect google pic!

Another long day at work done. WOO HOO.

As you can tell, after a long day at work…my genius brain is practically all used up. So in order to keep the spark alive, I try and woo Hubby, but alas it doesn’t work.

Me: Wanna smell my feet?

Hubby: No. Not really.

Me: The shoes I wore today really make them smell. In fact (as I lift my feet to my nose and grimace) they REALLY smell. Smell them!

Hubby: No

Me: Don’t you love me? It is part of your job, as a HUBBY, to do things that your wifey says, even if you don’t like them.

Hubby: No it isn’t.

Me: Yea it is! It is in the I-got-married-and-now-what rulebook. It defines the rules that Husbands have to perform in order to keep their cute wifeys!

Hubby: What about the rulebook for wifeys?

Me: There isn’t one. Wifey’s are perfect JUST.THE.WAY.THEY.ARE.

UPDATE: I succeeded in shoving my feet in Hubby’s face. He looked like he might vomit.

Hubby: Those feet smell HORRIBLE. GEEZ

Me: I even febreezed them!

Hubby: You febreezed your feet?

Me: Yea

Hubby: Are you sure you didn’t miss?

Ain’t love grand?

Crowdings and Body Bubbles

Rae and I were talking tonight and I realized just how similar we are. It’s a little scary.

Rae: Yea, I had to drop the boy back at home last weekend cause he was crowding me….and I hate being crowded and I was sick of sharing my bed.

Me: I know EXACTLY what you mean. Hubby crowds me all the time. He is so needy and totally invades my personal bubble.

Rae: I know, right. They are such women! So needy like. Wanting to cuddle and crap.

Me: I know, what is with that? I came home today and Hubby was attached to my hip. I wanted to send him to his mother in Texas. Just so I could have a break.

The Million Dollar Question

So, once and for all. You must answer the question, truthfully, so I can finally PROVE to Hubby what I know is already true. I think secretly he knows the truth, but just doesn’t want to admit to it. I need this data to prove to him, statistically, logically and non-biasedly what I have known my whole life.

Yes, he is stubborn and needs the cold, hard facts to believe me. Because you see, once I can show Hubby this poll, we can finally get past our differences. Maybe.