Night #1
I was in the bedroom going to sleep. He was flipping through the channels and stopped on the History Channel (Go History Channel! You're the bomb!). They happen to be airing a Shirley Temple documentary. Thirty minutes later the channel has not changed, and he has not come to bed. When he finally crawls in I hear him say,
"She is so CUTE!"
"She is so CUTE!"
Night #2
I have shut myself in the bedroom to do homework, so Husband can keep himself entertained with all of the space we have in the rest of the house. I open the door to get a drink, and he is at the sink, doing dishes, singing right along with the Dirty Dancing soundtrack. I give him a look. "What? It's a GOOD movie!" Hips are also in full swing.
Night #3
I am once again barricaded in the bedroom (the only other space we have besides the living area and the bedroom is the bathroom....the shower is a little too cramped to make it plausible to do homework in there), and I finish my task, open the door, and Husband is singing his heart out to his self created Katy Perry playlist.
He did kiss a girl, and he did like it.
I just thought everybody should know what he does with his free time.
4 comments:
Oh my goodness I could die laughing! Shirley Temple??? and it is a good movie :) haha I'm glad you have a goofy man to keep you smiling haha!
I love this post more than you could possible know. I also love the Lewis'.
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this is why i like your husband more than i like you
Hahahaha! I hate Katy Perry. :)
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