Husband Fail

Let me share with you an interesting statistic that I came across the other day. When Jenessa and I got married, we had six bowls. We now have 3. In 7 months I have broken half of our bowls. You may be asking how I still have self-esteem. Well, you have a false assumption, I have lost all self-esteem. The last mishap was this past week. I was trying to get my sweet wife a bowl of pumpkin ice cream. I just cleaned the bowl so it was wet. I got a rag and started drying it when it slipped from my hands and shattered on the floor.

50%...

thats an F.

In marriage.

But the curse continues, just this morning I was once again being a nice husband and making wife toast with jam. Our jam is in a Tupperware container. Yep, dropped that. Yep, it broke. Yep, you're right about that too, I didn't think they could break either. But they do. So our floor and my foot are now very sticky with jam residue.

This led me to make the best joke ever. I had a bad case of toe jam. :)

The Gap