Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Reason # 4,457 Why I Love Him

One of my many irrational fears is opening a tube of biscuits. I hate it. I feel like it's going ot explode and hit me in the chest and/or face and blind me. Totally irrational and I accept it.

So I make the Hubs do it. I just walk in the other room and hand it to him and he takes it and opens it without question. Heaven forbid I make Monkey Bread and have to open 3 tubes. ::shiver::

So last night I'm making dinner and I have a tube of crescents on the counter. He walks in to check on dinner, sees the tube and opens it without saying a word.

I love this guy.


  1. How weird, I am the same exact way. My husband and I just had this conversation (of many) again last week when I was making chocolate croissants. I thought I was the only person in the world with this phobia.


  2. Aw, good job, Lysander! I feel your pain, Coco, I HATE opening those things. There is absolutely no need for that amount of popping! I feel like I make a horrible face when I open one, too, not to mention I take care to hold it a full arms length away from my body, just in case. ;) It's a sad day when Jason's not home and I'm forced to open it myself! *shudder*

  3. It's seriously the little things. Like, I hate pumping gas. And without question, even if I'm driving, E jumps out of the car and takes care of it. Love.

  4. I love you guys. because you're so weird. <3