Speaking of my husband . . .

Aloha World! Did you miss me?

I missed me too! I mean, I missed you too!

I had a very nice blog-restful weekend though and if there's one thing I've learned it's that a girl can't blog her life away. And she can't blog her brains out either. At least that's what my husband always says. Not when there are mouths to be fed and bills to be paid and papers to be graded and houses to be batpized by soft scrub.

Speaking of my husband, I asked him if he wouldn't mind performing the baptism by soft scrub on our house since I don't really have the proper power and authority to do it. He looked at me and rolled his eyes and said, "btw, I read your blog and I'd like you to post a retraction to that statement that there must be something wrong with your husband!"
I gulped and said, "YOU read my BLOG? How R.U.D.E! What I say behind your back is private!"

Then he handed me a list of all the movies that make him laugh and said, "PRINT THIS if you wanna live to see your children get to church tomorrow."

He's usually not that forceful, but it was kinda sexy so here's the list:

1. Caddy Shack
2. Ghost Busters
3. Holy Grail
4. Footloose

(He laughed a lot in the 80's.)


But fo' real, you guys know I'm teasing, right? Footloose never made him laugh.

So now I'm calling all people who are acquainted with my husband. Please meet me in my comment box ASAP. And bring your favorite hilarious story about my hubby. I need testimonials that he does have a funny bone and that he might just be the funniest guy on the face of the earth, especially when he plays Taboo or Trivial Pursuit. No one is more hysterical when they say Mary Lou Retna was the first Olympic gold medalist to get lasik surgery.

And I kid you not, I have peed my pants so many times while playing B.S. with him or while watching him sing Wild Thing kareoke-style on cruise ships or lip sync Born to be Wild at family reunions, and especially when he does his impression of The Wiggles singing Fruit Salad--yummy yummy.

I would go so far as to say he might just be the funniest, wildest thing I have ever married.

The only time he doesn't make me laugh is when he uses $$$ and ???? in the same sentence. Talk about horrible grammar, (not to mention mood spoiler)!!!

*Love you, babe! (Now STOP reading my private blog, k sweetie.)

(btw, ftr, and ffr, the fact remains that he did fall asleep during Nacho Libre and he did scowl all the way through The Simpson's Movie. HOWEVER, I concede that that (probably) doesn't mean there's something wrong with him.)

So ANYWAY, to make up for my misuse of blogging power by poking fun of my husband's inappropriate snoozing choices, I ended up baptizing the whole house by soft scrub by myself over the weekend. I even confirmed it. When my husband called from Costco to make sure I wasn't blogging, I told him "YES, I am cleansing! And I am doing a little bit of scrapbooking too, and a teensy weensy bit of tagging, but mostly cleansing, YES!"

(The thing about cleansing though, is it's a lot like blogging . . . and shaving too, come to think of it. Just when you think you're finished, you have to do it all over again.)

Anyway, glad to be back!