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My sister (maliciouspixie) and I were talking today about marriage. She'll celebrate 15 years this October and my husband and I will be married for 17 yrs in Nov. So I decided I would share one of my best tips on a long and happy marriage. I'm sure a lot of you will find it quite amusing, and definitely helpful.
Forgive me shorts! yes that's right. Go buy yourself a very small pair of shorts that you would find way to skimpy or sexy to wear in public. Always have them ready for an emergency, you never know when you might do something incredibly stupid.
For example, one time I happened to be backing out of the garage and I hit the switch to lift the door, and then threw it in reverse not realizing that I had opened his garage door not mine. The SUV won, the door didn't. I knew my husband would be pissed and I also knew he would be home any minute. A garage door that has been rammed by a SUV cannot be hid. So I rushed in the house, threw on my forgive me shorts, waited til I saw him about to turn into the driveway, rushed back outside, bent over and pretended to examine the garage door. He got out of the car, saw my shorts and grinned and didn't say one word about that door.
This works like a charm every single time. He didn't say a word when I torn off my mirror when I hit my mailbox either. Or the time I backed over the lawn mower. Always remember to put your shorts on when you get the credit card bill after Christmas and when you get your car insurance bill.
Forgive me shorts! yes that's right. Go buy yourself a very small pair of shorts that you would find way to skimpy or sexy to wear in public. Always have them ready for an emergency, you never know when you might do something incredibly stupid.
For example, one time I happened to be backing out of the garage and I hit the switch to lift the door, and then threw it in reverse not realizing that I had opened his garage door not mine. The SUV won, the door didn't. I knew my husband would be pissed and I also knew he would be home any minute. A garage door that has been rammed by a SUV cannot be hid. So I rushed in the house, threw on my forgive me shorts, waited til I saw him about to turn into the driveway, rushed back outside, bent over and pretended to examine the garage door. He got out of the car, saw my shorts and grinned and didn't say one word about that door.
This works like a charm every single time. He didn't say a word when I torn off my mirror when I hit my mailbox either. Or the time I backed over the lawn mower. Always remember to put your shorts on when you get the credit card bill after Christmas and when you get your car insurance bill.