Life According to Steph: Shit MFD Said

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Shit MFD Said - Vol 16

MFD: Resting bitch face.

Me: I have it.

MFD: So does Prince.

MFD: Did I bring you the right scarf?

Me: Yes.

MFD: When I took down the box with the scarves in it I was like, "Whoa! Am I married to Stevie Nicks?"

Stevie Nicks box after he rooted through it

MFD: So my glasses that I thought I lost? They were just under the bed where I kind of thought they were. I looked there before and they weren't there but I looked today and they were there.

Me: Hmm.

10:18 pm, bed

Me: Are you eating?

MFD: Hey! It's Fat Tuesday.

Me: Your hair is enormous.

MFD: I know! I'm intentionally not cutting it. It's too cold. I'm not cutting my hair.

One day later comes home with hair cut

Me: Ow! Owwww!

MFD: What's wrong?

Me: Mae's nail is caught in my hair.

MFD: Did you get it out?

Me: Yes.

MFD: Good. I thought we were going to have to call the wahmbulance.

Me: You forgot my lemon meringue!
MFD: Oh. I'll go back up in a little.
Me: Why not now? It's my birthday!
MFD: I have to wait. I might have to fart.
Me: I'd rather you do it here but walk away.
MFD: Crop dust?
Cue everyone singing happy birthday and me dying inside while MFD sings along and laughs gleefully

Me: I'm going to kill you.
MFD: I didn't think they'd sing! How about I said I might have to fart!
Me: You didn't think they'd sing if you asked them to come over with a birthday candle?
MFD: I didn't. No.

MFD: I think I was Canadian in a past life.
Me: Oh yeah?
MFD: I think I was in Canada and I couldn't get out.
Me: Well. Hopefully that's not the case when we go to leave.

MFD: I want them.

Me: You're ridiculous.
MFD: Wait.

Tomorrow, our weekend in Niagara Falls. Wishing you all a Happy St. Patrick's Day today and thinking of my Grandmom, as it was her birthday. I love this picture of us from the way back machine: