Today, 12:22 pm
Me (in e-mail to husband): So I went $10 over on your present. Just letting you know. Also, if a package is delivered next week, don’t look at the outside! Just put it on the table for me. If you see where it’s from, you’ll know what it is.
His response: “Don’t look at the outside”? Are you serious? What is it, the Ark of the Covenant? Can I touch it with my bare flesh or should I kick it in the house like a soccer ball?
My response: Oh good grief… It’s just that if you look and see where it’s delievered from, you’ll know what it is and I’m trying to freakin’ surprise you! Merry frakkin’ Christmas, you jerk!
His response: (ahem) BLAH!