Showing posts with label Husband. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Husband. Show all posts

Monday, November 5, 2012

Grateful: Day 5: Wake Up Call

Our normal weekdays typically start at 6:00 a.m. to,

" Hate New York City,
 It's cold and it's damp.
And all the people dressed like monkeys
Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos
That town's a little bit too rugged
For you and me you bad girl

Rollin' down the Imperial Highway
With a big nasty redhead at my side
Santa Ana winds blowin' hot from the north

And we as born to ride..."

We looove LA. We LOVE IT!
Yep. We wake up to Randy Newman's hit, " I love LA" every single morning.

It puts a smile on my face. Takes me right back to Chavez Ravine, right after a Dodger win. I love how songs can take you back in time. It sounds silly, but I am thankful for the memories this song elicits; my husband's sense of hometown pride; and for having such a happy song as our daily wake up call.
It beats the dreaded buzz for sure!

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Him vs Her

I should really start a blog, simply titled, " $hitmyhusbandsays.com " to chronicle the many exchanges we have. Most are comical. Most would only drive the fact home that we are geeks.
There, I said it. Geek-Love, got some?

We had an exchange last week which I will call "Him vs Her" and the premise behind this exchange was his discovery of a newly placed framed piece of art ( A framed vintage Coppertone girl ad) on one of the ledge shelves in our living room. For the record: It had been there for a couple weeks before he noticed it.

NZ: (looking at the shelves behind our sofa): "How'd that picture get up there?"

Me: " It's been up there a couple weeks, I moved it from one room to another because it goes with my theme out here."

NZ: " I liked it better with just that vase up there."

Me: " But it's my shelf. I got it for Christmas."

NZ: " No you didn't, I bought it. I should have a say in what goes on it"

Me: " No, I got one for Christmas and bought the other one with Christmas money, boo-yah!"

NZ: " I'll buy it off you."

This conversation is probably not so funny if you don't know Nick and his minimalist attitude. He clearly preferred the previous arrangement of a single vase on a 3 foot long shelf, whereas his blushing bride prefered to have the vase and the framed picture on it.

She won.