Piece Of Cake—Make Mine Sugar-Free

Comedy Central has a crazy show on called Blue Collar TV. Jeff Foxworthy just did a routine in which he described how wives train their husbands.

He says he didn't even know it was happening to him till one night when he'd been married about five years. He and his wife lay in bed reading and she turned to him and said, "I'm hot."

He got up out of the bed and turned on the ceiling fan, and as he was walking back to bed, he stopped in mid-step and said to himself, "Whoa...wait a minute. I'm cold!"

His wife was so thrilled with the progress she'd made in training Jeff that the next day she called her mother to brag. "Mom, it's working!" And her mother said, "Oh, honey, I am so proud of you! I'd put your father on so you could tell him yourself, except for that when I let on I was hungry, he went to town to get me something to eat..."

Doug and I are watching this in bed, laughing our heads off. I wait a few minutes before I put him to the test, but finally I can't stand it any longer. You see, I can't hear the dryer buzzing when I'm in bed, because of the deaf thing. But the beautiful thing about minor disabilities is, well, you'll see...

"Oh, shoot," I say. "I'm sure the dryer must have buzzed by now..."

Without a word, he gets out of the bed and heads to the laundry room! I start chuckling, hoping he doesn't hear me because I sure don't want to break the spell.

"Should I turn on the ceiling fan on my way out?"

"Yes, please," I say.

"Cup of coffee?"

"Oh, baby, you're so nice..."

"Snack?"

I could keep going, but I gotta go call my mom.

Posted by Katy on 06/26/05 at 07:58 PM

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We laughed too. I love the show.

Take Care
Michael

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Posted by Blogin Idiot on 06/27/05 at 02:39 PM
Didn't see the show, but definitely livin' the life. ;)
Posted by Jeanne Damoff on 06/27/05 at 09:16 PM
Take Care Michael--I've had almost no experience with Jeff Foxworthy, but he really is hilarious. And sometimes comic relief is such a, well...relief.

Jeanne--I'm glad that you, too, are livin' the life! It's a good one, isn't it? The comments your guy makes to you when you're sitting across the breakfast table in your funky pjs sound so familiar. Where do they come up with this stuff? :)
Posted by Katy on 06/27/05 at 10:00 PM

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