i wrote a song about my husband

(of course i'm assuming everyone at least knows the tune of the sponge bob squarepants song)


who's the grumpiest husband you ever did see?

mr fizzgig

he's surly and grouchy and lives here with me.

mr fizzgig

if a teen attitude is you're favorite dish,

mr fizzgig

then come over here and you'll get your wish.

he is being comically grumpy tonight and all i can do is laugh. he actually told me that a kiss from me was not better than being grumpy

he's holed up in the bedroom, i'm out in the living room, but i am going back there every so often to pester him because i'm a bit of a turd like that. because it's the comically grumpy, i can poke at him and laugh at him and he'll go along with it for a bit. since i'm feeling pretty good, i know when to knock it off and leave him be.

i have to make a late night grocery run, so i'll pick up some chocolate to pacify him.

i'm glad i can laugh about this, it would be pretty cruddy otherwise.