So.
One of my mostest favoritest things on the earth today is scaring my husband. Not in the honey I'm having an affair way (because I'm not and that would scare the tar out of both of us) but in the jumping out of dark corners and making him scream/jump/something.
I love it!
I can have the most horrid day in the entire world and if I can find an opportunity to scare David, it makes it all better. The world will have been righted, what was wrong is now right. It's the balm of Gilead to my soul.
I was really good at it in our old house. Mostly because it was old. There were some wonderful places to hide in the dark and jump out at him. The best part was that it worked almost every time. And he would jump so high! I of course laughed wickedly "he he heeee' and would run up the stairs before he could find time to react.
It's a little more difficult in this house, but I still find opportunities. Now that's love... right?
You crack me up!!!!
ReplyDeleteI would KILL you! I hate hate HATE to be scared (it might have to do with the 'not being able to see' part of me)! I just get so mad! Did I ever tell you the story about the intruder at night when I was six months prego? OHMIGOODNESS! I hate to be scared and I almost committed murder!
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LOL you know Lora, I do the exact same thing to Jeremy & my kids! I love it! Jeremy always asks me what is wrong with me when I scare the ba-jeebers out of him. But well worth it! :D
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