One of the many reasons why I love hubs:

At the end of our grocery shopping trip, driving home. Was discussing what a ridiculous amount his Big Boss gets paid:

Me: I bet she still can't afford a house in Canterbury, though.
Hubs: She probably owns them *all*.
Me: Nah. The only people who can afford to buy a house in Canterbury would be the Queen and Bill Gates.
Hubs: What, you mean if they clubbed together...
Me: ...yeah, if they clubbed together and had to get, like, a tiny little bedsit...
Hubs: They'd be, like, the original Odd Couple.
Me: *laughs wildly*
Both: Start singing 'The Odd Couple' theme.

We then spent about 5 minutes rewriting The Odd Couple for the Queen and Bill Gates, although we couldn't decide who'd be the uptight hypochondriac and who'd be the fun lovin' slob.

Also, when I woke up with Dead Hand very early this morning, he was hugging me while we slept.

*makes everyone sick*

Ex Arachonophobes Anonymous...

There's a spider in here. It's just about big enough to freak me out, normally, but I'm not bothered by this little chap. Maybe I am getting cured.

So today my mailbox was 'Swamped' (to steal from the Daily Mail's Bumper Book of Fearmongering Cliches) with LJ replies, old and new. Grr. Very annoying. Also, work was a bit shit this pm - everybody very negative and boss had to look after his babies so I was on my tod again.

Might have a poke at O Most Wonderful tonight... getting nicely into the swing with Ch10, but the cake sex buildup isn't right yet.

We have decided that we are messy buggers (when we were attempting to stuff our badly-in-need-of-defrosting fridge last night) so we are attempting a BIG clean and tidy this weekend. Promises to be dull, yet rewarding. Need a few more Christmas prezzies still, too.