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Husband: "What are you trying to tape on the bedroom TV?"
Me: "Ummmm... You really don't want to know."
Husband: "Is it bad?" Stern look on his face.
Me: PAUSE "Yes."
Husband: "What? WHAT?! Is it “The Joy of Stress” again or Hoarders or something worse?"Me: "NO!" Crossing my arms over my chest.
Me, very sheepishly: "It's replays of Shark Week."
* silence *
Husband: "Well, I guess we don't have to like or be into everything that each other likes."
Me: "Like Nazi Zombie Killers on the XBox?"
Husband: "It’s called, Call of Duty. Like your addiction to ‘Hoarders’, ‘Say Yes to the Dress’, or Shark Week?"
Me: "Well, I'm glad we had this talk."
Me: "So, what are you going to do now, besides work?"
Husband: "Go play Call of Duty and you?"
Me: "I'm going to go re-watch Shark Week episodes."
Husband: "Alrighty then."
I forgot to add that I was going to fold his underwear and socks WHILE watching my shows. I'm sure he would approve then. Right?!