July 23, 2008

• My corny humor

  Sometimes I don’t know how my bf puts up with my corny jokes.  But I’ve always believed having a sense of humor is important.  I use it effectively at work to help smooth things over.  Here’s one of the corny things that I do with my bf.

  My bf is the numbers guy and in his job – he deals with
  business cases, financial results and all those things that go blurry in front
  of my eyes.  Ledger, credits, debits,
  accruals – these have no meaning to me.  Unless
  of course, you want to make a deposit into my bank account.     

  So I tease him with nonsensical things. 

   “I have a great idea.”

  He rolls his eyes “Uhm… ok, what is it?”

  In a very serious tone, I tell him  “I’m surprised no one has thought of this yet.  I had to think out of the box.”

  He hangs on to the steering wheel as he’s driving.  “Go ahead… I’m listening.”  But I know he’s thinking “Oh gawd… pls make this quick.  I hope I don’t hit something or someone when I’m listening to him.”

  “Well, you know how people have to pay lawyers and others to
  be the executors of their will?”

   “Yeah?”

  “I’m going to show people how to save money. They can be the
  executors of their own will – cut out the middle man and save lots of money!  No one else has thought of that!  Now that’s thinking outside of the box.” 

  He shakes his head while I laugh like crazy. 
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  We also have this routine when we go grocery shopping.  The Chinese supermarket we go to charges $1
  as a deposit for their cart (yeah – I know, it’s outrageous!).  I always let him get the cart so he can pay with his loonie. But I always return the
  cart.   So you’d think I have been earning lots of money by returning the cart.  Well, so far I’ve only made $1 in god knows how many years.  That’s only because someone left a loonie in the cart and didn’t know how to get it out.  I could walk back into his car buck naked and he wouldn’t notice.  He would be waiting for that loonie.  I could blab about something to distract him
  and he won’t start the engine until the loonie hits the little coin box.  Sometimes I will say “clink” and pretend that
  I’ve thrown the loonie into the coin box but that hasn’t worked either.   I know,  it’s silly but it  helps breaks some of the monotony when we do chores together. 
  

  Ok – I think I can see everyone rolling their eyes.

  Here are some food pics.  This is from the recent Ribfest out in Mississauga.  It was ok – I had higher expectations. 
  

                                                                                                       
                                                                                                      
    

  

                                                                                                     
  

  

  Ok – this isn’t rib but I’ve been making use of my little herb garden.  This is just pasta and shrimp in a tomato sauce (from the farmer’s market).   The string beans are also from the farmer’s market. 

  

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