Husband For Sale

Today was going to be a productive day in the sewing room. I had two apron patterns cut and pinned and I was ready to make some progress. That's until I realized my ribbon mysteriously disappeared. There was supposed to be 9 feet on the spool. Only 3 remained.

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)

House trained.

Good with animals and children.

Decent Dancer.

Good on the guitar.

Make an offer.

You haul.

Please pick up today.
Like now.

He's all yours ladies.