Recently my husband, author of the and this blog, highlighting various ways he is “mean” to co-workers, friends and even me. While he thinks he’s mean, I tend to be sassy. When sass isn’t quite enough, I pull out my secret weapon. The Wife Look.
A little about me – I wouldn’t be a good match for David if I didn’t have my own sassy side. One must have significant survival skills to be married 27+ years, including a complementary sense of humor.
“Oooh,” I said. “Too bad those were gray ones. Gray hairs don’t grow back.”
“Really?” he asked.
The look of surprise and true horror on his face is something that makes me chuckle to this day.
David and I used to have a tradition of going to Starbucks every Saturday morning for coffee and a pastry. It’s also one of our local Starbucks’ traditions to employ rather cute baristas. So we would often be waiting in line and I would notice a pretty girl behind the counter and just shoot David a wife look, like it was his fault someone was pretty.
His face would light up, and he would respond, “That’s a great idea!”
, David a little moreso, and enjoyed her performance of
David stumbled down the stairs one Saturday morning after a late writing session. He glanced at his phone and asked, “Why is Lindsey Stirling tweeting me?” He had drunk-tweeted her, and, of course, she replied. I sighed.
“She can play the violin,” he mocked in his best Miss Piggy voice, holding up the phone to show me.
Wife Look… a very long wife look
4 Responses
Awesome! Give him some sass!
Oh, she definitely does! ;)
THIS and SO MANY other reasons are why the two of you have ALWAYS been perfect for each other – from the UW days of Superman and beyond! I love you both SO very much and hope that you are safe and healthy – miss you!
Aww, thanks Charlene!