I’m Very Considerate That Way

November 8, 2009 @ 8:03 pm | Filed under: Family

We’re lying side by side, reading. A book for him, a screen for me.

Me: I want a cupcake.

Him: What? Where’d that come from?

Me: This post I’m reading. See?

I point at the word. CUPCAKE. It looks somehow magical, evocative, as if it were spelled out in actual cupcakes instead of plain old letters of the alphabet.

Me: I think cupcake is one of my ten favorite words.

Him: Hmm. You know, I don’t really like cupcakes.

Pause.

Me: That’s all right, I’ll have yours.

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  1. sarah says:

    What does he mean, “where did that come from”?? Doesn’t every woman want a cupcake all the time?

  2. Sarah N. says:

    The idea of anyone not liking cupcakes is beyond my comprehension. Cupcakes are a perfect expression of cakeness and certainly a favorite word of mine. In fact, after reading this, I may have to put “make cupcakes” on our to do list for today :)

  3. Ellie says:

    Sudden cravings only make me think of One Thing.

    Just sayin’

    Keep Mamacrow in your prayers today? She’s getting very/very/close.

  4. Jennifer says:

    How can someone not like cupcakes? They’re cute little cakes. What’s not to like?

  5. Penny in VT says:

    I love the thought of cupcakes being spelled in cupcakes. Too funny :)

  6. Melissa Wiley says:

    My Twitter feed tells me babycrow has arrived safe and sound! Hurrah! I wish I could bake Mamacrow a batch of cupcakes. :)

  7. Ellie says:

    Wouldn’t that be nice?? And a good, hot meal to go with? Being far-away friends has it’s challenges …

  8. Theresa says:

    Nice how you two can work as a team like that. Isn’t that what marriage is all about? LOL!

  9. Esther says:

    Funny! Thanks for the laugh today:)

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