I Apologize In Advance to The Beloved but...

I have to share!

My poor spouse is becoming more and more like me - which typically would sound marvelous :) - but I think I may be having more of a negative affect on him than positive.

Alright, here we go -

In the month of January:

The Beloved left his lights on in his car - killing his battery - at least once every week. No joke.

Due to the lack of jumper cables in his vehicle - I was included twice in the restarting of his automobile.

Being the Queen of all vehicle retardation's - I understood perfectly the first time and it even made me feel good the second - Like - ohhh we're becoming one :)

But - it's the third time phone call you'll love the best. It goes something like this:

"Domestic Goddess in Training, I left my lights on in my car again."

"Really?"

"Yes, but I think there is someone in the office who can help me - so I'll get back to you."

So - he gets back to me -

and this is how The Beloved starts out almost all of his conversations with me:

"Domestic Goddess in Training, I have good new and bad news - which do you want first?"

And - I always say the bad.

But I don't usually get my own way.

"Well," he continues, "the good news is I found someone to help with the jump start. The bad news is, I need somebody to help me get my keys out of my locked car."

Is this story so Domestic Goddess in Training worthy?

So - we are currently working on solutions to help us with this little problem - but amidst all of this - something else worrisome was brought to my attention this morning.

I notice The Beloved prepping to iron his shirt before work.

I walk into the room to chat with him for a bit before he has to leave -

and what do I see?

"Beloved! Do you know you are ironing your shirt with hairspray? - and not starch?"

I thought maybe he had read about this idea in a magazine or something but the look on his face told me this was not a premeditated decision.

And the memory of that look is what has kept me laughing most of the day.

Gosh - I love him.

And I'll have you know I am the only one qualified to write about this -due to the fact that I sold a dryer - that became a washer - then magically turned back into a dryer all in one day.