Me and the Mrs.

Below are excerpts of today's morning conversations.

Both of us at the bathroom sink getting ready in the morning.

The Mrs.: I am throwing this Carol's Daughter cream out because it smells funny.

Me: Okay, why are you telling me?

(Pause followed by the Mrs. giving me the 'Oh you know' look)

Me: Oh, I know. That is so I do not go into the trash, like I normally do, and put your discards in my hair product drawer.

The Mrs.: Thank you. Looking at me like you didn't know what I talking about knowing full well you do your hair product shopping from the stuff I throw away.

Fade to black.

Still getting ready in the bathroom.

Me: (Standing in the bathroom looking at hair care product) Do you think my naturally curly hair could be brittle?

The Mrs.: (No response, just smiles, shakes her, and continues getting dressed).

Me: Hmm. I guess not.

Fade to black

In the kitchen before we leave the house.

Me: You know this Badger cuticle cream is better than the Burt's Bees stuff.

(I proceed to apply the cuticle cream to my cuticles.)

I look at her with the 'I am serious, want some?' look.

The Mrs. stretches out her hand.

Me: (As I am applying the cuticle cream to her cuticles). See what I mean? Feel that, isn't it nice?

The END.