My husband is handsome. Hence his nickname and hence why I married him.
He’s tolerated being married to a wannabe Pilgrim for almost 19 years, so none of my crazy ideas even make him flinch anymore.
Me: Hey Husband, I’ve decided to get some chickens even though I have no idea how to raise them and I can’t promise they won’t peck their way into our house and attack you in your sleep.
HH: Can we eat them?
Me: Hey husband, I’ve decided to put our family on a budget of $100 a month for an entire year.
HH: Do I still get to go to McDonalds?
Me: Hey husband, I’ve decided to grow 2,000 pounds of produce in our backyard.
HH: We don’t have to become vegan, do we?
Me: Hey husband, I’ve decided to have people send me hundreds and hundreds of garden gnomes. But not to worry though because they’ll only be housed temporarily in our backyard for a few months until I stuff them in a MotorGnome and drive them across the country.
HH: Can you leave me some Doritos and some casseroles before you go?
Me: Hey husband, I’ve decided to don a pilgrim costume and prance around the city handing out our extra produce. Oh and speaking of produce, I’ve decided to grow 2 TONS of food in our backyard this year.
HH: *crickets*
Yep. Pretty much sums it up.
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