What the heck??? So hubby gets a wild hair and decides to cook spaghetti and meatballs. While the 2 pounds of ground chuck is defrosting in the microwave he comes into the computer room and says “ya know, I think I’ll go to to the Stop and Rob and get some beer, bread for garlic bread and ice cream”. So I said okay, sounds good to me and we’ll have a party.
Now, we seldom drink beer or any other alcoholic beverage but today for some reason I guess we both just felt like it. So my question is this - why in the heck did he only buy one six pack???. I mean come on, he knows he drinks more than three beers, and while I normally only drink two myself I do like the option of knowing I can drink three if I want to.
So he waltzed in a few minutes ago and asked me “do you mind if I drink 4 beers instead of 3″? I’m like, what the??? Why didn’t you buy 2 six-packs? He said he didn’t know, he was in a hurry to come home and make me a nice spaghetti dinner. LOL I really buy that excuse. I just don’t know where his head was.
So I’m on my second beer and of course I let him have one of mine. Arrgh… I seldom drink but I figure if I’m going to do it I might as well do it. I told him if he ever came home again with only one six-pack I was going to make him turn around and go get another one. dang. So now I’d like another beer but neither of us will drive to get more since we’ve already had a few. Oh well, I’ll get over it and I’m sure it is for the best anyway.
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