Wednesday Sir Husband calls and says he is at Wally-World and asked if I needed anything.
Yes, I say. I need a bag of Hershey kisses to add to a gift. Get the ones in Christmas colors if you can. He says ok!
Five minutes later:
Sir Husband, “What was I suppose to get for you?
Me, “Hershey Kisses. The Christmas colored ones.
Sir Husband, “That explains why I am standing in the candy isle looking at the chocolate.”
Me, “Yeah. That would be the reason. Get the Hershey Kisses in the Christmas colors.”
Forty-five minutes later he is home and I empty the bags. I hold up the bag of M&Ms. Me, “Um, I told you to get Hershey Kisses.”
Sir Husband, “I did.”
Me (still holding up the bag of M&Ms), “I wanted Hershey Kisses.”
Sir Husband, “Yeah. That’s what I got. See?”
Me, “HER-SHE kisses!”
Sir Husband, “OH! What was I thinking!”
Around here the M&Ms will now be called Hershey Kisses. So I have no idea what the kids are asking for when they want Hershey Kisses.