After I posted last night the Mr. comes in to the bedroom and says, "So? Where are they?"
"Where are what?" I ask.
"The Cadbury Creme Eggs?"
"Oh. Ummm."
"You ate them ALL?"
"No, I did not eat them ALL. They are in my purse."
"You're hoarding them?!"
"Well...I didn't think you liked them! You can get them.... But there are two left and I want one!"
I really missed that extra Cadbury Creme Egg this afternoon about 2pm. But I'm a giver. When I'm forced into a corner, anyway.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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You better have gotten laid for giving up that egg.
did u get my last comment
nope so here it goes:
pussy. I would have held out for something like a diamond if I was goign to give him something that sacred
Oh no.
Now you've got me craving. The only thing that's stopping me from jumping in the car is it's already 9 p.m. and I really don't feel like getting up, but I can just taste the sweetness!
Too funny!
Totally nothing wrong with hoarding candy. Pshhhh....
I don't understand you Cadbury Creme Egg people. Why would you mess with those when you could have Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs?
I'm with Carolyn - I think those Cadbuy Creme things are kind of nasty. On another note - it's the only good thing about having a husband that DOES NOT read my blog. :)
Your purse is too obvious. Hide them in a jacket pocket or something and lie next time.
That's hilarious. I am a give, when forced, too, but then I resent it.
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