Last night me and my dh were getting ready to go out–without kids, believe it or not–and the following conversation took place.

“I’m proud of myself,” I say.  “I’ve been going to the gym every day.  Every. Single. Day.”  I shoot him a look.  “Have you been lately?”

dh smiles, flexes his arm muscles at me in a he-man pose and says, “Gym?  Gym?  With a body like this?  That would be like Shakespeare signing up for writing classes.”

And that, dear friends, is another priceless quote from my husband.   I loves me a man with a sense of humor.