Music I'm Embarrassed to Love

This week's edition is not just one song but an artist. Yes, the whole artist. Because, not only is it embarrassing to like his songs but, it's embarrassing to like him. Who is it, you ask?

(Swallow)

Lionel Richie.

There. I said it. I like Lionel Richie. Matter of fact, I looove him. His songs, at least. The Hubs is definitely going to give me shit for this one.

I think Lionel is one of those love-hate type of artists - ya either love him or ya hate him. And I imagine that 99% of his fan base is 30 to 40-something housewives. In other words, total losers that wear sweats all day, drive mini vans and have horribly old, chipped pedicures.

Oh god, wait.

That's me.

No no no no. I'm much cooler than Lionel Richie's fans, right?

Right?

Wait, dont answer that.

I'm so going to turn that into a common phrase:

Ohhhhh, she is sooooo a Lionel Richie fan...

So here are my favorites. Enjoy it... or try not to puke!

Conversations with DH

My husband has this new habit that drives me bonkers -- he says "we" when he means me, as in you do it.

DH: We really need to get the laundry done this week.

Me: You mean me?  You mean I need to do the laundry?

DH: No, I said we.  Why would I mean you?  I said we.
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Me: Just because you SAID we, doesn't mean you MEAN we. When was the last time you did a load of laundry?

DH: Four years ago?

Me: Yeah, that's what I thought.

DH: (crickets chirping)

He knows he does this, and we've even joked about this habit (which he emphatically denies lol). Has he stopped saying "we?"

Nope.