Sunday, August 31, 2008

Pretty much sums it up **Edited**


It must be said, I stole this from Jay's tumblelog. Sorry I forgot to mention it earlier, I was in a hurry and then forgot until he so nicely mentioned it in my comments. No hard feelings, dear, I'll make it up to you. No, not with buttsex. I'm not THAT sorry.

11 comments:

Marcia said...

hahaha... I have been married for three years, and I've probably only ironed two shirts for my husband - and actually, we've started sending the laundry out with the dry cleaning, so neither washing nor ironing are in my realm any more!

Toryssa said...

Ha! :)

Jay said...

I call thievery!

Christie said...

Marcia: I don't iron anything. My mother had to teach Jay how to iron his shit because I won't do it. I say if the wrinkles won't come out in the dryer, it was meant to be worn wrinkly. I'm such a sad excuse for a wife.

Ryan said...

I'm having trouble figuring out how big her boobs are.

Beth said...

OMG! Is that YOU!!!???? You are so f-in cute!!!!! and I love the shirt!!! jay is a lucky man..

Christie said...

Beth: Yeah right, I haven't been that skinny since before kids. Damn kids. Anyway, I just like the shirt. I wish I was that cute. But Jay is still lucky.

Em said...

That is a pretty cool shirt I must say... and you are quite cute.

Although I hear ya... having babies sure does change things doesn't it?

Crankyputz said...

that is pretty funny.

Guilty Secret said...

Funny, but yeah, if this is the definition of wife I'm going to be a pretty crap one too!

Princess in Galoshes said...

Like you and Marcia, I don't do ironing. Ever. Unless you want iron prints on your clothes.