Ten Things He Loves About Me, Plus One

Earlier this month I posted a list of 10 Things I Hate About Me. Were this any other month, I would've probably left it at that. But this is NaBloPoMo and, as it's the Monday before Thanksgiving, my time and inspiration are in short supply. To that end, I enlisted my husband's help in following up on the first 10 Things post via this latest bastardization of the game I like to call She Said/He Said.

SHE SAID: Please list 10 Things You Love About Me.

HE SAID: Would five be enough?

SHE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING, BUT RAISED HER EYEBROWS IN A POINTED MANNER

HE SAID: Fine. In no particular order, here goes:


1. talented writer

2. does cute things to surprise me

3. popped out a really cute baby (that looks like me)

4. tries a new recipe for dinner several times a week

5. is a freak in bed

6. pushes me to succeed

7. always wears thongs

8. has good taste in home decorating

9. laughs at my jokes no matter how dumb they are

10. likes to go places and see/do new things

11. drives a car that has allowed me to hone my mechanic skills


SHE SAID: Awwwww. But I'm not sure about #6. You make it sound like I nag you. I don't nag. You're the nag, remember?

HE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING, BUT RAISED HIS FINGER IN A POINTED MANNER

Comments

  1. Tater and TotNovember 20, 2006 at 8:29 PM

    That's a good husband!
    Mine would have said, "Pizza. No wait, what was the question again?"

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  2. LaurenNovember 21, 2006 at 9:04 AM

    Yes, I'm also stuck on "freak in bed"... Go you!!!

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  3. KateNovember 21, 2006 at 11:17 AM

    We should all strive to be a freak in bed. Good one!

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  4. BinkytownNovember 21, 2006 at 6:30 PM

    HOORAY I love the he said she said! What an excellent holiday present.

    PS- I'm all about the thongs- but a freak in the bed? Dude. Im asleep in the bed. My husband didn't read this but he's jealous anyway.

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  5. Mrs. ChickenNovember 22, 2006 at 1:36 PM

    Adorable. And dude, thongs? Honest? Ah, I forgot - you are young.

    Happy gobble gobble - and you are not in my bloglines. I think it is b/c switching to beta screwed up our feeds there. I will resubscribe and see if that works.

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  6. T.November 23, 2006 at 4:18 PM

    All right, Binky.

    Just wanted you to know that you have done way better than me. I recently had to do this very activity for the adoption, and let me tell you, your man did much better than mine.

    Freak in bed. Good on you, freaky girl.

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