Wouldn’t You Be Proud of This Shelf?
Sunday we invited my husband’s friends over–two couples. Both, like us, somewhat new to the Los Angeles area. I fixed a HUGE spread. No joke–8 dishes. Intricate foods. And it was all good. Even King Picky Himself (my husband) complimented the food 3 times. I couldn’t believe it. So–you see all the work I put into that fun evening. And what, might you ask, did my husband contribute?
Well, what he did NOT contribute were nails–nails into my favorite living room shelf that has a back that fell off. Yes, it just fell off. I don’t know how, but it looks really stupid and embarrassing. See for yourself:
I even got nails for him! I got nails and gave them to my husband (and his hammer) and said really hurriedly, as I was in the middle of cooking the 8 dishes–”Please, please, please nail the back to the shelf, ok??? The company can NOT see this.
He says “Oh, yeah, I’ll do that in just a second.” The man was standing right by the shelf with nails AND a hammer in his hand, people. Six hours later, the food is ready, company knocks, back of shelf still sitting there, behind but kind of far away from the shelf.
As if this weren’t enough, OF COURSE, the company ended up in the living room congregated around the shelf, rather than in the dining room/kitchen area where only the side of the shelf would have been visible. (Just in case my husband is spying on my blog as I suspect he might be–THANKS a LOT for fixing the shelf like you promised.)
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