They cheated me on this ribbon, I told my husband. Now I don't have enough for the ties and straps on my aprons.
No, they didn't cheat you. I took it. I needed to measure and mark off some stuff in the shop.
You what?! I had the exact amount that I needed.
Oh, and I used your yellow ribbon, too. I needed multi-colors.
Whatever happened to baler twine?
This wouldn't be that big of a deal except we are practically in the sticks and the fabric store is 30 minutes away. Oh, and he decided to use the most expensive ribbon they make.
To add insult to injury, he gave me that what's the big deal look.
The man is smart. He took off on his tractor as fast as he could.
With that being said. Let the bidding process begin....
Husband for Sale:
Married white male.
6'0'' (in boots)
170 lbs (soaking wet)
Good with animals and children.
Good on the guitar.
Make an offer.
Please pick up today.
He's all yours ladies.