Only Dave... The Grocery Store

Yesterday, I was reading a post from one of my favorite blogs, Southern Plate.  She posted a recipe for Seven Up Pound Cake.  Inside the recipe, she inserted this video.



Well, I about split a gut laughing because I could so relate.  She refers to her husband as Left Brain.  My hubby - and I dearly love him - could be called Scatter Brain.   This video made my day - so I decided to share it with my friends via email.

Me to Friends:  If you have a minute, watch the video in this post.   My Dave would do this.

~time passes~

I realize I need a few things at the grocery store - totally unrelated to the video.  So I get my iphone and I text Dave (because calling him and telling him doesn't work so good).

Me to Dave:  Two PBS American Cheese
Me to Dave:  PBS means pounds  (My phone quick used pbs when I wrote lbs.  So I had to explain to him because I didn't want him to bring home a television channel.)
Me to Dave:  Hoagie buns
Me to Dave:  Gal of milk
Me to Dave:  1 pound ham

Dave to Me:  Could you put them in a numbered list for me?
Me to Dave:  Was that too funny?
Dave to Me:  I would never do that btw
Me to Dave:  Yes you would.

~time passes~

Dave comes home, I am in the kitchen making dinner.  He is empty handed.  I am doing a mental head shake now because I know what is coming.

Me to Dave:  Where are the groceries?
Dave to Me:  ~BIG GRIN~  ahhhhhhh......   you were serious?


So I guess the moral of the story is, don't text your husband to do something on the same day you send him an email joke about the same subject.  Thank goodness for powered milk and plain bread!