CSP cracks me up. The other day I was getting ready for bed. He was already in the bed and I was in the bathroom flossing and whatnot. I told him that I had just noticed the collar of a new tshirt of mine was ruined. I had worn it when I got my hair done a couple days before and apparently some chemical got on it and had bleached it. So I told CSP the shirt was ruined and what happened.
CSP- Is it an aqua shirt, at least? (he dislikes aqua & it’s my favorite color so I wear it all the time)
Me- No it’s purple.
CSP- WHY DOES THE UNIVERSE HATE ME???
I was in the kitchen & CSP was in the den the other day when I heard him yell ” Why do you always have to stand on my nipples??” I’m assuming he was talking to one of the pugs. I hope.