I was rinsing shampoo when Mr. T came into the bathroom, looking pleased as punch. I glanced at him and he pointed to the sink where he’d placed a container of mayonnaise. I looked at T and at the sink, and back to T wondering What on earth?
I laughed as he laughed as I just didn’t get it. Until the light went on after a few rounds of “What is it?!!”
Cinco de Mayo.
Dork level: 5,000.
|BlogHer’s NaBloPoMo May 2015, Day 6: My love. Picture from T’s advanced formation flying clinic.|
So grateful for my love who makes me laugh every day.