Catch Me & Please Pam

I told you my husband is a clown. He’s always joking around. Even when I tell him something serious. I also think it’s a gene he passed on to our sons. The monsters darlings will ask me why I don’t joke around more. My answer? Someone needs to be the adult in the house.

 However, I do get a kick out of my husband’s texts. It’s been a while since he’s sent me any I could lol about.

I think he’s part bear. He doesn’t hibernate in the winter, but he should, because he’s grumpy. We don’t have warm weather yet here in Pennsylvania but we’ve noticed something rare in the sky lately. It’s big and yellow and it radiates light. Oh, wait, I remember now, it’s the sun! And I’m pretty sure it’s making my grumpy husband happy, because when I sent him a text Friday asking if he wanted to go out to dinner, here’s what transpired…

 David: Sure. I would capture all the sun’s rays if it would please u. 
Me: I’d rather have moon rocks. 
David. I’m on my way. Not sure if I will be back in time 4 dinner. 
Me: No excuses for missing a dinner date. 
David: I’ll be there. 
Me: Ok. But no more playing. I have to work. 

 Now Dr. Laura says a man loves you if he’s willing to swim through shark infested waters to bring you an iced tea. I’m betting a man loves you if he’s willing to get close to a 10,832 degree ball of fire merely to please you.

Although a vanilla latte would be nice.

 I’ll put in my order via text.