Conversational tidbits

(Me singing to my sushi at dinner…)
BH: What are you singing?
BLC: The Violent Femmes.
BH: That’s good. Even you have a better voice than he does.

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BH: There’s nothing as filling as hot cocoa.
BLC: Chunky Monkey.
BH: Well, that’s like hot cocoa, except it’s, well, cold.

———-

Coworker: What did [BH] give you for your anniversary?
BLC: Clean dishes.

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(After finding out I offered the half of the pulled pork sandwich I brought home to a coworker we refer to as “the family dog.”)
BH: I can’t believe you offered your oink to another man.

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(As I kissed him while he was still lying in bed, and I was off to my 7 am shrink’s appointment.)
BLC: I don’t expect you’ll be here when I get back, so have a good day…
BH: No, I’ll be on my right side, not my left.

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9 thoughts on “Conversational tidbits

  1. Mrs. G.

    Clearly humor is alive and well at your house. That’s a good thing. It makes those 7am shrink visits much more bearable.

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  2. BipolarLawyerCook

    Dennis, thanks!Mrs. G., humor and some Bruegger’s Bagels immediately afterward!Maddy, it’s not so hard when you’ve got insomnia anyway. : ) Sarene, it is indeed. He keeps me going.Magpie, he was! He is a champion sleeper/lounger/loafer.Jess, there are puh-lenty of dull moments. “I thought you bought toilet paper” is often one of them.Marci, Kiss Off!

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