Irish Woman, baking Girlie Bear's birthday cake - DB, can you come in here?
DaddyBear - Yes, sweetie?
Irish Woman - Can you get the vegetable oil down from the very tippy top shelf in the pantry where you put it?
DaddyBear - Of course, love of my life, apple of my eye, cream of my coffee, Jessica to my Roger, Juliet to my Romeo, Mary Ann to my Gilligan....
Irish Woman - Would you just get the darn oil down, you goof?
Oh yes, it's love.
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LOL- Or self preservation :-)
Heh. I just my own dang oil. Not that SH could reach it anyway ...
Hey, that's what she gets for asking me to organize the pantry.
Heh. She asked you to organize the pantry? She had it coming. *grin*
Heh. A good friend of mine is quite practiced at calling out to the house, "Dear, I need your tall!"
My husband gets the goofiest grin when I stalk up to him and hand over jar with a very tight lid while grumbling, "Dear! Do your male thing!"
Wing, there are specific reasons women put up with men. Height, ability to open jars, and critter control seem to rate highly.
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