Keep talkin’

Some of you may be misled after reading the posts on my conversations with dear husband (DH). No, I seldom raise my voice with him and our conversations hardly ever turn sour. That two interesting interactions are hardly representative of our daily conversations. Our daily conversations are mostly something boring like the following and after reading, you will understand why they do not get much mention in this blog.

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We were having dinner yesterday and I heat up the leftover lunch for him.

DH: There is so much of your lunch left. Did you eat or not?

Me: No…. I don’t like the dishes.

DH sighed and dug away at the pile of food.

Me: That’s why I was so hungry this afternoon. I ate a pack of peanuts and another pack of cheese crackers heheh.

DH (feigned anger): Still dare to say…. What if you fall sick if you don’t eat properly?!

Me: Ya loh, I felt a teeny weeny bit of sore throat just now. I drank honey and ate lots of fruits heheh. Better to volunteer the information instead of you finding out later mah… haha.

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One Sunday evening.

Me: Do we want to cook instant noodles or eat out tonight?

DH: Let’s eat out.

Me: Ok, where to?

DH: What about the Chinese restaurant that we went some time ago. We can order some dishes…

Me: That one?! Bleh bleh bleh, the dishes are not nice.

DH: Then, what about the Indian restaurant at 4th mile? Didn’t you say you want Indian food?

Me: Oh… it’s so far. Fuel cost is so high. And can we come back in time to catch Lee Chong Wei vs Lin Dan badminton match?

DH: Ok, let’s go to tHe Spring. Nearer. Sushi King?

Me (in my most pitiful voice): Ever since I had Sushi King in the first trimester and vomitted, I can not tolerate the thought of Japanese food.

DH (getting frustrated): Why don’t you suggest then? (Grrr…)

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I normally tell my DH everything that happens after he gets home from work. I will share in painful details everything that I hear, I do, and I say. For instance:

Me: I drank so much water today that I went to the toilet so many times.

DH: -__-

Me: And hor, I finally managed to make my “business” today (Ya, I tell him THAT.) (Constipation is a common problem faced by pregnant women, get a grip of yourself!)

DH: -___-

Me: But it was a difficult “process”, I think maybe I did not eat enough.. can you buy me roti canai tomorrow? ^^ (No, it did not happen this way, but you will get me roti canai today right, DH?)

DH: -_____-

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I told you they were boring…. and distasteful. Please don’t stop coming to my blog.