After eons of bachelorhood, the first thing I noticed was that I stopped being able to find anything in our first apartment. At first I thought I was crazy for swearing something was where I thought it would be. Later it would prove that, um, someone moved them. I must say that “you only love me for my nail clippers” would be a good one to use sometime.

@Jenny – funniest thing I’ve read in days. Mary and I have a running “ultimate shopping list for freaking out a store cashier”. A cucumber is definitely on that list.

True life story – buying glycerin suppositories for my constipated toddler and then picking up a Snickers bar on a whim at the register did earn me a weird look from the cashier.

Later that day, I asked ‘Where’s my cucumber, dear?’ He still makes fun of me for it (and reads through my grocery lists aloud, before he leaves)!

“Oh, that’s where they were,” he said. “You didn’t take them after all.” It seems that when they first went missing, he assumed that I had taken them, but he didn’t want to say anything. I often tease him now that the only reason he stayed with me was so he could try to get his nail clippers back.