Me: Did you see that picture of the cute Shih Tzu’s that were rescued from a puppy mill and need to be adopted?
Me: yeah… So?
Me: Come on! They’re adorable! And we love Shih Tzus! They’re tiny and fluffy and cute.
Me: I’m assuming you have a point here?
Me: Yes. I want them.
Me: I see. Um, no chance in hell. We already have Luna
Me: I love Luna! But more puppies! Puppies are cute! They make me happy! And Shmerson pointed them out to us, so I’m sure he’s on board
Me: a. No he’s not. b. We made a deal with him: baby first, then we consider a second dog. And a second one. Not two more.
Me: um… that deal was made like, a year ago, before we married him. It doesn’t count.
Me: By that logic, he can claim to no longer be responsible for doing the dishes in the house and th-
Me: Shut up! You know he reads this!
Me: Well, you started it!
Me: I want a puppy! Yay! Cute cute puppy!
Me: eh-hem. Breathe.
Me: Puppy! Puppy! Puppy! Puppy!
Me: I hate it when you do this. Think.
Me: about puppies?
Me: Stop recycling jokes. Think.
Me: Thinking… Thinking… Thinking…. What am I supposed to be thinking about?
Me: Have you heard of a term called “transference”?
Me: Well, duh. You’re not the only one who went to college. I was there too, remember?
Me: Yeah – sometimes I question that.
Me: You’re mean. Can you just get to the point? I want to look at the picture of the cute doggies again.
Me: My point is that you don’t really want another dog. What you want is a baby. And since we’re using a bunch of self control until we try again, you’re transferring your longing over to the doggies.
Me: Stop analyzing me!
Me: Dude, that’s what we do. This is the point of our conversations.
Me: Is it? Because I think they’re mostly there to bum me out.
Me: Get over it.
Me: *sneaks off to look at the cute doggies*
Me: I give up.
This is classic! Love it 🙂
thanks. 🙂