Do I know how to turn on my husband, or what?

This is an actual conversation that just took place between me and my husband.

(Disclaimer: Not for young children, and please don’t take me seriously)

Me: Can you help me get my homework done so that I can justify reading Harry*Potter?

James: Sure, What’s your homework?

Me: I don’t know, probably something like “record every action you’ve performed in the last week”. Monday: Sacrificed goat. Tuesday: Sacrificed a second goat and had a dancing goat head party.

James: How did you get the goat heads to dance?

Me: Stuck them on sticks and spun them.

James: (small laughter)

Me: Oh my god, you’re getting to me.

On that note, I’m re-reading Harry*Potter before the sixth book comes out. I just finished the fourth today and I’m on to the fifth. I should have the fifth done by Sunday so that I can read the sixth. (James will most likely be done reading it by then…Harry*Potter Freak)