Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Hairy Note

My husband can be very serious and conservative for the most part, but what I REALLY fell in love with way back when was his silly side. Since I don't share much about him here, I thought it might make sense to share something from that other blog I used to write.

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The grandmother of the wife of a colleague of mine passed away over the weekend. Since I have met the colleague's wife in social situations a few times, I wanted to send a card to their family.

Yesterday, I wanted to make sure I didn't forget to make the card when I got home. Since TF was working from home, I sent him the following email:

From: Girl
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2006 4:48 PM
To: TF
Subject: hairy note...

Can you put a big hairy note on the fridge for me to make a card for so-and-so and his wife tonight?

Thanks,

Girl


TF wrote back:


From: TF
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2006 4:57 PM
To: Girl
Subject: RE: hairy note...

What is a hairy note?

TF

To which I responded:

From: Girl
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2006 5:00 PM
To: TF
Subject: RE: hairy note...

It means noticeable.

When I got home...this was on the fridge:


Girl,
Make card for so-and-so
and his wife.
--Hairy
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What's the silly side of your significant other?

4 comments:

  1. I luuurv this post! My lovely bride to be is insanely hilarious but I am blanking on one specific example. Does just all around silliness count?

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  2. I'm telling you, this STILL makes me giggle. The worst part is my husband now totally denies that this ever happened...part of why I had to move it over to this blog :)

    And yes, overall silliness TOTALLY counts.

    Also...did you know I'm an invite designer (http://www.limoncellostyle.com) We should chat.

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  3. i just laughed SO hard. this is amazing.

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  4. I am the one who is very serious and Keith is not. He's joking almost 90% of the time and it drives me nuts! But that's why I really liked him when we met. He brings the silliness out of me - we break out in song and dance in the kitchen...we make all kinds of inappropriate jokes...in public...once, I pretended to be an abandoned wife of 3 kids at a bar who was chasing after her cheating/bar hopping/womanizing husband. I went up to him, wrapped my arms around him and started yelling "Where have you been? The kids keep asking me where their daddy is? Why haven't you come home!!?"...oh yeah. How about the time these two girls cut the line in Florence after we waited 3 HOURS (YES THREE HOURS) to inside a museum...I told Keith to fart on them! Yes, fart on them!!! He did.

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