I don’t know what I was thinking asking Husband the following questions. I knew it was a bad idea before I started, but that didn’t stop me from diving head first into T-R-O-U-B-L-E.

Here goes nothing.

I apologize in advance if you offend easily.

What was your first impression of me?

“Nice rack.”

What is your ideal profession?

“Professional Boob Inspector”

No, seriously. What is your dream job?

“I wasn’t joking.”

How do you think people perceive you?

“The bald guy.”

That’s it?

“Yep.”

What is your nickname for me?

“Woman.”

What is my nickname for you?

“Husband.”

What was your favorite cartoon as a kid?

“Road Runner & Wild-E Coyote”

What’s the worst meal I’ve cooked?

“Those lime-marinated fajitas were awful.”

Gee thanks.

“No offense.”

None taken.

“But I like your regular, normal fajitas. Without lime juice.

What was I wearing the first time we met?

“Turtleneck and jeans.”

{ smiles }

“Didn’t think I’d remember, did you?!?!”

What do you remember about our wedding day?

“A lot of pictures.”

What else?

“More pictures.”

Anything positive about March 31, 2007?

“My chocolate cake.”

Can I get a dog?

“No.”

Do I annoy you?

“No.”

Do you annoy me?

“Yeah, that’s my job.”

Who would win a staring contest?

“Me. No doubt. Not even a contest.”

Are you done with this interview?

“Uh huh. Why can’t we just be married and not ask questions?”

Fine, no more questions.

Happy Monday!