Fathers Day .... grrrrr

I’ve really been slacking. I’m at a standstill for Father’s day. Hubby and I had a long conversation the other night.

Him at the table, me on the couch.

I asked what would you like to do for Father’s day.

We can have our pick of restaurants; kids don’t celebrate fathers like they do mothers.

 

Sorry it’s a proven fact. (smirked even)

I leaned over the top of the couch and looked into the dining room.

I have NO clue as to what you want to do.  

You’ve made it clear I’m not to spend any money..*makes sour face*

He mutters… Like that’s stopped you before.

I glare.

What’s that supposed to mean?

You know what it means.

I pretend like I don’t hear him.

*if  you pretend you don’t hear him.. they don’t pursue the cause. HA! Least he doesn’t..

Dinner? And a movie? Ya’no I have to get your dad and my dad sumsin. (smiles) my wheels turning.

I love to shop, and if can throw sumsin in for myself too all the better.

Or maybe we can go to Huntington Beach and have a picnic?

Carne Asada, Rice, Beans, I’ll make you and the family ANYTHING you want.

Its your day daddy-ohhhhh so what’cha wanna do..hmmm..hmmm..?

Every holiday, every birthday you get excited cuz you get to SPEND money!

Me: Do not.

Him: hunny, you do. (stern look)

Me: I deserve it.

Him: How so?

Me: Cuz I’m your wife and I have to be pretty.

Him: what does that have to do with anything?

Me: EVERYTHING.

Him: Bullshit.

Me: I’m wounded. My poor heart!

Him: You have one?

Me: Funnny.

I decided besides his facial and pedicure, I’d take him to Malibu for an incredible dinner on the beach.

Gunna make him walk me down to Venice from there. Haaaaaaa