Yeah, sure...wish I could laugh. My butt's sore.
You are a good husband :) Bless you.
Shucks, thanks, dear lady.
Talbots...you IS a good man Stephen, a very, very good man!Merry Christmas to you and Dear Sweet Wife! :0)
Nah, I just write the check. She just picks 'em. Thanks, sweet lady.
I suppose just giving her cash and waving bye doesn't work with her. So sorry. Maybe next time carry a cushion; those store benches are hard.
To give her my arm and to stroll alongside her is often times the best gift of all. Thanks, Mrs. S.
Our local mall has a seating area here called "Dads and Husbands Only." Nice seats in it, too.You done good, my friend.
Truthfully, my friend, it was my pleasure.
Well done Sir! Merry Christmas!
Thanks, my friend, and to you too.
Do you have to hold her purse too? Or am I on a lower level of Hell than you are? :)
We seem to occupy the same smoking chamber...thanks, my friend.
Our mall has these big vibrating chairs. They are supper nice. The only problem is, getting the person setting down, and using it. To give it up after they are done, so some one else can vibrate and relax some.Course, you could unplug it. and blame the person for breaking the chair. And then when they leave. Set down and plug it back in.You and sweet wife, have a MERRY CHRISTMAS!
I'd like a nice soft vibrating chair but we seldom shop in malls. Most here are outdoors and one must enter the shop to find a soft seat. Take care and Merry Christmas to you and yours, my good friend.
I just let my Sweet Thing pick out her own presents, then she wraps them and when she opens them on Christmas she just Ooooos and Ahhhs like it is all a big surprise! Works for me!
I need to give your idea a try...I'd probably not get away with it though...thanks, my friend.
You are definitely a patient and long-suffering man! Hope the Husband Chairs weren't too bad on your back.
All with a smile...thank you, dear lady.
At least Sweet Wife will be totally happy with your Christmas gifts! And you won't have to return any of them :-)
See, I knew someone would understand....thanks, Sweet Sandy.
A man taking a photo of his knee, when knee is hidden beneath gifts, is a man on a suicide mission. I'm glad you made it home, and I'm glad she got exactly what she wanted. Now you can tear up that suicide note in time to enjoy Christmas.
Nah, she was there and picked out her gifts...it's all good. Thanks, Dear Joy.
Thank you, that felt good.