Robyn's Latenight Shinanigans #1

Man, I have a funny wife. If you don't know Robyn that well you are missing out. First of all, she says some pretty funny things during the day when she is awake, but it gets much much better when she is asleep and completely out of it. And she never has any recollection of it in the morning. When she reads this for the first time at work today after I text her and tell her to check it out, she will have no recollection of the night's previous events and will be laughing hysterically by the end of this post.

So without further adieu, I bring you a brand new feature to our blog which is entitled "Robyn's Latenight Shinanigans." I don't know how often this feature will be displayed here on the blog, but I can promise you this; it will always be some entertaining material.

Here is what happened about 20 minutes ago around 2. A.M. when I went to go tell Robyn goodnight after I got some work done. (She was already asleep at the time) Enjoy...

Me - Goodnight, I love you

Robyn - I love you so much. It smells like pasta in here.

Me- It smells like pasta?

Robyn - Ya can't you smell it? Smell.... mmmmmmmm. That sounds so good right now.

Me - Uhhh, I can't smell it. (laughing)

Robyn - Even if you're not making pasta I still love you. (slurred speech)

Me - Huh?

Robyn - Ahblemuhmuhhmmm (falls asleep)

Babe... Will you paint my toe nails?

So last night on the way home from the gym I looked down at my feet and realized that my toenails are a MESS!!!! Normally that would not be a problem but I am leaving for lake powell TODAY and really don't want to have ugly toe nails while I'm there. So looking at my situation and how it's not so comfortable to bend over for that long to paint them I thought...

Hmm maybe I can convince Brandon to paint them for me. So I got my best sympathetic voice ready and said "I have a really weird but super important favor to ask of you." He looked at me really weird for a minute and didn't say anything. So I continued "Can you paint my toenails for me?" That's when all hell broke loose. He looked at me like I was crazy and said "WHAT?????????" I kinda just laughed. Knowing that I might get that response I started to begged a little bit. That did not help. He just basically said... No guy in there right mind is going to paint someones nails. I said its not my nails it's my TOEnails... (not like that would make it any better)

I tried to convince him that it was just like painting a picture except instead of on canvas or paper... it's a toenail. He said "How is that the same?" Well in my mind it's the same... paint...paint brush... not too hard. Long story short, I begged the whole way home from the gym but my toenails are still not painted. :( maybe I will go on my lunch break to go get them painted!

(p.s. This is not meant to be a blow to Brandon or his husband capabilities. He is a GREAT HUSBAND and I guess I can't really blame him for not wanting to do that!)