Ways that my wife is like my mother, that I didn’t realize before we married:

  • If we are at opposite ends of the house, she starts hollering and assumes I can understand her.  I can not.
  • Sometimes she talks in a normal tone of voice assuming I am in the same room as her, when I am not.
  • She compliments me on the clothes she bought me.
  • We can sit quietly for a long time without saying anything, but when I start to leave she suddenly has a dozen things to stay.
  • She keeps the house blazing hot in the winter, ice cold in the summer.
  • She insists I take the last piece of pizza.

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