The humor that's shared between my husband and I never ceases to reach all-time highs. And to relay even half the conversations we share would only cause you to roll your eyes and think "Huh?", so just trust me on this one. My husband is one of the funniest guys on the planet. In fact, his sense of humor was one of the first things that made me fall in love with him. You know, right after the beautiful baby blues and awesome smile.
Texting is no acception. He makes me laugh, even when he's not here to hear it:
Big Hunk: I'm not going to meeting tonight.
Me: How come?
Big Hunk: Leg & foot issue (*he hurt his leg ankle really bad playing baseball on Sunday)
Me: Ok babe. They'd make you stand the whole time? ;p
BH: No but tonight is "dance your best dance for Jesus" and with my clogs being so heavy it might hurt.
Me: Ouch, that would be bad. Poor Jesus. I bet He would have loved your dance of "I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N."
BH: Well I was thinking more of the Jesus-arana but whatever.
Me: And instead of putting your hands on your arms, you raise them in the air and lay hands on people?
Me: Wow. Way to shoot down our witty banter.
Okay so most likely that's only funny to me. And if I'm right, just lie to me.