For starters, let me tell you that my husband is not a blog reader, so I don't have to worry about him reading this, or any other blog for that matter. So I had no problems telling him that my "assignment" for this week was to write about a time that I tormented someone. The conversation went something like this:
Sweet Little Me: Honey, this week I need to write about tormenting someone.
Mean Husband who has a Skewed View of his Wonder Wife: Ok... so what is the problem
SLM: Well, I'm having a hard time coming up with anything. I honestly don't think I have ever tormented anyone.
MHWHASVOHWW: Are you serious?
SLM: Yes! I'm really a nice person. I don't have it in me to torment a person
MHWHASVOHWW: *snort*
SLM: You can remember a time that I've tormented someone?
MHWHASVOHWW: Yeah, ME!
SLM: WHAT?!?! (please note my righteous indignation) NO! WHEN?
MHWHASVOHWW: Only the last 19 years.
This is the part where if life were a movie, you would cut to me having a flash back of the last 19 years of married life.
SWL: But those were times that you deserved it!
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Ha! See, I have to agree there, I don't think it's tormenting if he deserved it.
Which might mean we are all off the hook, huh?
Suddenly, my conscience feels cleaner than it has in years. Oh...about 9 years. Heh.
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