Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Don't start nothing, won't be nothing

Hubby is probably jumping around with ants in his pants with a case of over excitement. We will be attending his school reunion this weekend, not class reunion, but his school reunion from 1730 to 1840, or whatever year he graduated high school. So hubby comes to me and says that I should wear this or that to the banquet . Whooooooaaaa horsey! Now we got a problem. Not a big problem, just a teensy weeny little one. I like the freedom of choosing my own clothes and being comfortable with what I choose.

I wasn't trying to make a big deal out of it but I told him don't start nothing, won't be nothing. I don't want hubby to even get in this habit of telling me what I should wear. If I even get in the habit of allowing hubby to dictate my outfits, he'll be wanting to do it all the time. As long as my big behind ain't out, my breast ain't showing, my skirt is not the same length as my underwear, it's not too tight, I don't have a problem with it. That's all it takes is one time, one time to have unprotected sex for somebody to get pregnant, it only takes one time for someone to do drugs and then becomes addicted, it only takes one time for someone to steal something and be a criminal for life.  Now he would have been better off saying he thinks I look nice in this outfit and he can't get enough of seeing me in it, that probably would have blown my mind into left field.

Lovingly yours,


4 comments:

  1. LOL....I hope you have fun. x

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  2. hahahaha! Just had to laugh at this one. Yep, I hear ya. My hubs did the same thing upteen years ago. Since then...I hears nothing:)

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  3. Girl, you know how to lay the law! LOLOL

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  4. so what did the outfit look like that he was trying to get u to wear

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