Monday, August 29, 2011
He Doesn't Call it Our "House Guest" for Nothing
One lovely evening during dinner the Mr. mentioned our "House Guest". Being that we live in our little home by the beach with only ourselves and the Chitlin, I had no idea he was talking about.
Me - "What house guest?"
the Mr. - "You know...the one that's here all week and leaves for a bit on the weekends."
I was confused. Was he talking about his bed bug/spider phobia again? No...that tends to peak on weekends. I looked around as if I somehow missed someone or something.
Me - "What are you talking about?"
the Mr. - "That thing in the corner of our room that keeps getting bigger and bigger."
I still have no idea what he's talking about. WTF?
Me - "I give up. What is it?"
the Mr. "First name: Laundry. Last name: Pile."
Crap...I totally didn't see that one coming.
the Mr. - 1
Me - 0