Told ya.

So, told ya I was bad at this. I know it's not the lack of material that's keeping me from writing. I've been keeping a running note on my phone every time something is said. And a mental note every time something is done. Either way, I couldn't keep this one to myself...

A few days ago, Sandro came home after work and walked in with a smirk on his face. First thing that came out of his mouth, you ask? "You want to know how dumb your husband is?"--That is never a good sign, especially coming from him. My response? "Don't even tell me. I don't want to know." Did this stop him from telling me? Of course not. So on he goes with his story, accompanied with pictures.

As he was on his way home from work, he notices a nice BIG spider hanging above him. Side note: The minute he mentions this and shows me a picture, I immediately cringe and don't want to listen to the rest of the story because I know what's coming next. Or do I? My original thought was, 'Oh no! You got into an accident, didn't you?' Oh no, even better. (Not that that would be a good thing, but you know what I mean.) Anyway, he tells me that he kept an eye on it the entire way home. Once he arrives in the parking lot, I notice that he parks in the first spot. I thought it was slightly strange considering he's been parking in another spot recently, but then I think that he's just going to clean out his car. Well, the real reason was to get rid of this 'friend' that's been bumming a ride off of him for who knows how long. He continues to show me pictures of the creep, and finally gets to the answer to "You want to know how dumb your husband is?"

Well, ladies and gentlemen, here's your answer...

I can honestly tell you that my jaw dropped for a good minute. I can understand wanting to kill a spider. Of all people, I completely understand. But I mean, come on, did you really have to go and crack your windshield? Aaaannnd I just realized you can see remnants. Gag!

Now what have we learned here today? My husband is stronger than yours. 

I'll leave you with this little glimpse into my night. As I sit here on the computer, Sandro is setting up his Fifa game. He then stops in the middle of his sentence about how he's losing his eyesight to sing, "I'll say it loud, I'm Latino and proud." Guess his eyesight isn't as important as being Latino.