My husband can be such a (you know what I’m thinking!). He rarely jokes and everything is dead serious most of the time.
Here’s our conversation that happened at lunch:
Vince (while looking out the window): Oh, my goodness! What’s THAT?
Me: What does it look like?
Vince: I don’t know! Get your camera. It’s a giraffe! No . . it’s just a stump!
Things are funny when he says them because he so rarely says anything other than “The world is coming to an end!”!
Last week we were talking about the garden and I said . . You do realize that strawberries need to be replanted every so often. The plants don’t always last more than 3 or 4 years. Vince said “Well, that’s longer than some marriages!” Who would have thought of comparing marriage to strawberry plants?