Friday, August 05, 2005

Pickles, Ice Cream, and Eggs

I stopped by the supermarket today to pick up the handful of things I hadn't bought yesterday - things which my husband was mighty incensed I had forgotten.

"No pickles?" Quothe an unhappy Mr. McGee, who is the only pickle eater in the house and didn't tell me we ran out. And God forbid Mr. McGee not have enough ice cream!

An older woman behind me saw my purchases, and asked, "Pickles, ice cream, and eggs? Are you pregnant?"

"No," I replied. "But it's possible my husband is."

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I would suggest that you should put him on a diet, but he has the metabolism of a humming bird and might waste away.