Poker Face

Though you might think this blog is going to be about our current home negotiation, you are wrong. This blog is all about Michael - who by the way, has a much better poker face than I do, if we were to be talking about negotiation.

I mentioned a while back in "That's what husbands do...." that Michael enjoys talking in quotes and lyrics, etc. Sometimes I get a "yaaa-daaaa dahhh dee da..." in place of words of a song, but the BEST is when he gets the lyrics in songs wrong because his alternative words are usually hilarious.

On the way back from San Antonio last weekend I got excited when I heard Lady Gaga's Poker Face come on and turned it up. Michael got excited because he thought it was the "pump up the bass song"... For those of you who know the song you know that she says "p-p-p-poker face, p-p-p-poker face..." and he thought she was saying "p-p-p-pump up the bass..." It was pretty funny and I have to say, I guess it does kinda sound like that. Even better was that after Poker Face ended the DJ put on a version the station had made that was "Butter Face".

Good times! Love you guys.

Natasha

"That's what husbands do..."

On occasion in conversation Michael will throw out movie quotes or song lyrics in places that just don't quite fit - that is what makes them funny of course! And now, since we've just started getting into the show LOST on DVD (we started from the beginning) it makes sense that Michael has recently stolen a line from Jin "That's what husbands do..."

Although occasionally true-to-form Michael uses it in really odd places - like if I were to say "Man, you got really sweaty at the gym" he might say "That's what husbands do" - he also uses it when he's doing sweet things for me. As I say "thank you" for taking out the trash "that's just what husbands do". And as he does the dishes after dinner, folds clothes or rolls out of bed turn the heater up he's just 'doing what husbands do'.

Last week I felt sick on Thursday, but had to go to work because things are so busy these days. When I got home late that night tired and ready to crash on the couch, I came home to a sparkling clean kitchen, flowers on the table, and vacuum lines in the carpet. Perhaps this is "just what husbands do," but I suspect different and that I am a very blessed wife.