So maybe we had a few minor "disagreements" today.
A short while later I remembered we also need more jam. And butter. Both for my daily toast meals. And you know how much I love toast.
"Do you want to just make me a list or something?" Kyle asks.
"Would you be offended if I did?" The sweet wife replies.
"No." Says the husband.
So I write him a list:
"That's it? I think I can remember three things, I'm not dumb." Seemingly-offended-husband exclaims.
And then I get the usual I've-just-never-met-anyone-who-eats-as-much-toast-as-you argument followed by the recently added version: you-are-so-passionate-about-your-butter. I am NOT passionate about butter. But I do love toast and toast without butter is just dry bread.
But I do love our witty banter.