Last night we were having visitors and I was wearing a v neck top. I've managed to acquire a bit of a tan so I applied some golden blusher to my face and a dab in my cleavage.
Mr O looked at me and asked if I was feeling OK. When I asked him why he replied
"It's just that you look a bit sweaty."
Grrrrrrrr!
Haaaaaaaaa! Oh, Mrs O, you do make me laugh! You can't win girl! :o)
That reminds me of a time my hairdresser convinced me to let my naturally wavy hair dry without being blow dried and take on that curly, tousled look. My husband came home, took one look and said 'I thought you were having your hair done today'.
Helloooo MrsO.....do you think MrO and MrG were twins separated at birth?
And weren't they both so lucky to find two tolerant, sexy and fantastic women to put up with them..... :-) x
I havent laughed so much since my s-i-l put a pair of her pants on the line and her OH told her to be careful because low flying aircraft were circleing round their garden cos they thought it was a windsock!!!
I asked ex-OH if he liked my new dress, and he laughed, so I slammed the door on his head. Shame it was a glass door, I ended up having to buy a new panel for it :-(
I had my hair cut and coloured, then waited all day for Mr S to comment, when I eventually moaned that he hadn't even noticed, he replied " Darling, I was so busy worshipping the ground that you walk on, I forgot to look up"
Creep or what ?