I wonder if my friends are the best or my personal hygiene and care is slipping.
My husband grabbed my pants by the belt loop and mentioned I missed one. Again.
My female colleague announced my fly was down.
A friend told me I needed a tissue because I had something white…and pantomimed wiping her nose.
Back to my husband. He often wipes flour or whatever I’ve spilled off the front of my shirt. Quite often I can’t see anything on the front of my shirt which makes his actions suspect. But then I can hardly blame him for checking. During my last pregnancy I refused to buy maternity clothes and simply hijacked his polo shirts. I returned all of them when I was finished but he couldn’t use them. They all had stains in all three spots where I stuck out. I don’t recall him wiping flour or other foodstuff from shirts I was wearing at the time even though there is plenty of evidence I was wearing foodstuffs often.
If I were a clever girl, I would purposely pat flour on myself before he comes home. I think I just might try that tomorrow.
Every single maternity shirt I own has spots on it... in all the three places I stick out too. LMBO The only clean shirts I have are the shirts I sleep in, because I'm asleep when I wear them.
ReplyDeleteMy mother is notorious for spilling something on her shirt, she hardly ever wears just a white shirt anymore because of it. So maybe it's genetic
Let us know how it goes!
ReplyDeleteI hardly have any shirts without stains on them...and Im not prego. They are either dotted with bleach spots because Im a bit of a bleach freak around my house or there are stains from where I spill food on the "girls"
ReplyDeleteHaha, same here with the husband! He thinks he is hilarious wiping "imaginary" food off my chest in public. Seriously? Does anyone fall for that?
ReplyDeleteIf hubby's not holding a Shout Wipe when he cleans you up, it is considered foreplay.
ReplyDeleteLOL can't wait to hear this story! :O)
ReplyDeleteLOL- Too funny! I was constantly spilling when I was pregnant. Must be something ingrained in women to prepare them for the mess of children. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the tip....
ReplyDeleteI'm baking furiously as I type, clouds of flour are billowing around the kitchen.
Only two more hours till Mr B gets home!
Thanks for the comment you made as the 30th looms near. It was exactly what I needed to hear at a time when I needed to hear it.
ReplyDeleteplease don't feel bad...I had my pants on backwards and my neck through the arm hole of my cami yesterday!
ReplyDeleteWhat a hoot! My husband is exactly the same! And he is the one who wouldn't hold my hand in public when we were dating as if it were some major PDA!!
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