How to Survive Life in the Suburbs

He Speaks My Language

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Babe.  What the heck is the name of that show with the irresponsible drunk Dad, all those feisty kids, the neighbours that are more like family and they are just trying to survive?

“Shameless.  You’re talking about Shameless hun.”

Where is this High School???  I swear it’s in a black hole somewhere.  I need to drop some winter coats off there and….this address can’t be right.  How can I find it if this stupid map doesn’t make any sense?

“Honey, just go towards your Doctors office.  Then make a left past the first Starbucks before the driveway of the bakery that sells the great pies you love.”

I don’t know which screwdriver is the Robertson!

Smiles.  “It’s the one with the little square hun.”

Honey, my face hurts right here.  Like if I poke it.  I think I slept funny. Or maybe I just need to use some Sensodyne toothpaste.  That’s all it is right?

“Yes, babe.  It’s just the start of another headache, it is not a toothache. You will not have to go to the Dentist. Just breathe.”

So, this headache is not going away.  This can’t be normal.

“Come here hun, stay off your laptop.  Remember Dr. Google is not your friend. It’s just a headache – let’s distract you.”

Longest day ever.  Blog post lost. The dog tracked mud all through the house.  Missing my kids.

*Hubby walks into the house with coffee AND cookies.

Every single day I am thankful that I married a man who speaks my language.

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    5. Loved this post maybe he’s like my hubby always doing something unexpected but so thoughtful !

    7. This is great! My oldest son says he hates listening to me and my husband have a conversation because he has no clue what we’re talking about. After so long, you just get each other.

    8. This made me smile. You have a keeper for sure. I’m a little jealous because it has been awhile since I got surprise coffee & cookies 😉 Thanks for the smile.

    12. 🙂 I still don’t know the names of the screwdrivers either, and my husband makes fun of me every time I ask (which is too often – you would think I would know them by now!) They should be named after their shape, not after people!!