Austin: We need to be that eccentric couple.
Me: We are.
Austin: I mean, we need to be loud about it.
Me: You already are.
Austin: I need you to do it with me. We need to make sure everyone in the neighborhood knows.
Me: They do.
Austin: We need to be that eccentric couple.
Me: We are.
Austin: I mean, we need to be loud about it.
Me: You already are.
Austin: I need you to do it with me. We need to make sure everyone in the neighborhood knows.
Me: They do.
Me: I almost made a batch of cookies, but then I remembered we still have half a pumpkin pie in the fridge.
Austin: I wouldn’t mind it.
Me: I don’t do things for you.
Austin & I have been on a health kick since September. I’ve lost 10 pounds so far. This weekend, I put on a pound. Well, this morning, I gained another pound. And Thanksgiving…
Me: I gained another pound.
Austin: Don’t feel bad. I gained weight too.
Me: How is that supposed to make me feel better about my weight gain?
Austin: I thought my suffering would make you feel better.
Me: In general, it does, but it doesn’t help me with the pounds I’ve gained.
This tee is perfect for Austin. (Teeturtle.com, if you’re interested.)
Austin and I were arguing about which of us has the better memory. It’s me.
Me: Excuse me? You don’t even know when I was born.
Austin: I know when you were born.
Me: When?
Austin: It’s either January tenth or January twelveth.
Me: See?
Austin: I can remember important things.
Me: My birthday isn’t important?
Austin: It doesn’t matter if I don’t remember it. If I need to know it, I can get into your wallet and pull out your driver’s license to check the date.
This is what I always say when I’m going to be in the bathroom for a while, getting ready, etc.
Me: I’m going to take over the bathroom.
Austin: Don’t do a hostile takeover. Maybe peaceful negotiations will work.
Austin and I have become yogurt making fiends. We use 6 oz. Evaporated milk and 36 oz. 2% milk for a batch. Usually Austin uses one of the cups to measure out the ounces. I start making a batch of yogurt. We had half a can of evaporated milk leftover, so I dumped it in. I then used the can to measure out the milk.
Austin: What are you doing!
Me: This is a 12 ounce can. Three cans will complete the batch.
Austin: That’s just craziness.