Missed Me!

You know those ridiculous fights that come out of nowhere?
This was one of those.
I don't know who made the first attack, but suddenly jellybeans were flying back and forth.

Actually, it was probably me that threw them first.
But that's besides the point.
The point was that Andrew had missed me entirely in his attempt at throwing them back at me again.

Deciding to take an extremely childish approach to celebrating my victory, I began to tease him with a very childish rhyme in a sing-song voice.

"Missed me, missed me, now you've got to kiss me!!"

Andrew didn't seem to find this very dissuading. In fact, it didn't take me very long at all before I noticed the rapid deterioration of his aiming abilities. He seemed exultant of his sudden inability to hit me with the jellybeans. I was taking great care to strike him with perfect aim with my jellybeans, though. It was far too satisfying to see the jellybean ricochet off of him.

I couldn't help but be amused when he hit me without meaning to now. "Ha! Missed you!" he'd cry, grinning, only to realize that he had actually hit me squarely in the forehead.

The novelty wore off fairly quickly, though, and now he tries pulling it off in other ways...

"I missed you at work today. Does that mean I have to kiss you?" he'll tease me as he gets in the car from picking him up.

That I have no problem with :)

Baby Cramps

Andrew and I went camping over the weekend just before school started with my sister-in-law Monica. The campground we went to was GORGEOUS, and we made a point of going hiking while we were up there. I was enjoying the hike immensely, and had brought a box of Cheez-It Party mix to take on the hike with us. This worked well until I started getting side cramps from eating while hiking...

Me: "Ugh, I think I'm getting a side cramp. That's okay, though, because it's only a baby side cramp right now."

Andrew: "Are you sure it isn't just a baby? ;) "

I had no response, other than to punch Andrew semi-lightly in the stomach. Except I may have not done it all that lightly. Just not so hard that it would actually hurt him.

Andrew to Monica: "Did you see that?!? She PUNCHED me!!"

Monica: "Yeah, well, you deserved it."

Glad I wasn't the only one that thought so! ;)
Seriously. Andrew and his baby jokes sometimes... haha!

Frosting

We pulled out some frosting from the fridge to make sure it was still okay the other day...

Andrew lifted the container up to his face and then sniffed it intently. "It still smells like frosting."

He then reached in and scooped out some and licked it off of his finger. "It still tastes like frosting."

Peering in to the container with a mock expression of dubiousness, he added, "It still LOOKS like frosting..."

Andrew turned to me. "Wait. I'm missing a couple of senses."

"Touch and sound," I prompted.

"Oh. Right. Well, it still felt like frosting..." A strange look crossed his face, and he lifted the container to his ear. His eyes suddenly got very wide. "Oh no!! It doesn't sound like frosting! It must have gone bad!!"

Morgue Tickle Fights

Sometimes (okay. I'll admit it. A lot of the time) Andrew and I say and do some pretty ridiculous things. Like this time back in February, for instance...

After a small poking fight, I jokingly said, "I'm dead..." and flopped backwards onto the bed in a melodramatic imitation of dying.

Andrew, seeing a loophole in my ruse, jested, "Oh, really? But dead people aren't ticklish!" and he promptly began tickling me.

I squirmed around and, rather than conceding that he had a point, decided to challenge him. My comeback was flawless. "How do you know that? Have you ever gotten into a tickle fight at the Morgue?!?"

Cheese

While making dinner, I realized that I needed some cheese grated, so to make it so I wouldn't have to stop what I was doing, I asked Andrew for some help.

"Andrew, would you please grate some cheese for me?"

"Sure!" Andrew replied enthusiastically. He walked up to the fridge and pulled out a block of cheese and then looked at it very seriously. Without missing a beat, he told the cheese, "Cheese, you are awesome! You're so great! Nothing else can do what you do!"

He then turned to me with an impish smile. "There! Cheese great-ed!"

Another Blog? Really??

I've decided to start another blog.

Really? Because your other several aren't enough?

Apparently not. Because then my brain was like, "Oooh, that could be a great blog idea!!"
And I was like, "But that falls into a new category in and of itself..."
And my brain was like, "Well then. You could make a new blog..."
So I was like, "Fine."

And here I am.

What is this blog?

I always have the funniest conversations with my husband, and sometimes we say and do the most ridiculous things :) It makes life so fantastic!! Whenever I share them on Facebook, they tend to be my most popular status updates, because they're just so funny.

So I thought I would share them with you here :)

I hope you get as much of a kick out of them as I do.