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Towel trouble

There are five hand towels in our bathroom. Why? Because we have a big towel rack and a little towel holder than would look naked with no towel on them.

Last night while we were brushing our teeth, I took that opportunity to explain to Hubs about which towels in there that I use for different things, and thus, which ones I didn’t want him to use to dry his hands after he washes them. For instance, on the big towel rack, the white one with the gray stripes is for my face, the orange one is to dry my hair when I get out of the shower, and the pretty white one with the monogram? Well, that one we don’t use because it’s just too pretty and white.

Hubs was fine with all these things, of course, because he said he didn’t use those towels at all.

I assumed that meant he used one of the two that hang on the small rack near the sinks.

Nope.

He took that opportunity, right after he took a big swig of mouthwash, to tell me that he uses my bath towel. to dry his hands all the time.

Not his bath towel.

My bath towel.

What a fun surprise that was!

And when the look on my face surprised him and made him laugh? The mouthful of mouthwash came right out of his nose.

And all over the countertop and mirror.

So I sent him to the kitchen to get  a paper towel to clean it up.

Which he did, without much complaining.

Because he’s a pretty smart guy, and a really great husband and roommate.

And I love him for those reasons.

But, if I wasn’t there, I’m sure he would have used my bath towel again.

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Whose toothbrush is it anyway?

Remember yesterday when I promised I’d show you pictures of our beautiful tree and our apartment all dolled up for the holidays?

Well, I will, but first I want to tell you a story.

One time last week, when Hubs and I were getting ready for bed, I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I got there first so I selected my toothbrush out of the container and added the toothpaste and started brushing.  At least, I thought I selected my toothbrush…until I went to hand Hubs the pink one and we both looked down at that brush and then up at the blue brush that was currently hanging out of my open mouth.

Oops.

Then I started laughing, and a minor choking incident may have occurred. Remember a long time ago, when I wrote about that happening in this post?

And you know what else? I made a quick decision, shrugged, and just kept brushing while Wyatt rolled his eyes and grabbed the pink one. At that point, it didn’t really matter I suppose. And in all reality, we’ve certainly shared enough spit in other ways for this to not really gross us out. But kissing is different than a toothbrush, right?

Either way, it made me think of this, starting at 2:55 and going until 3:52, but watch the whole thing, really:

Anyway, sorry for this random interlude, I just needed to share.

Hope you enjoyed the laughs!

(Oh, and check back for Christmas photos! I promise!)

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