He came home from work in a good mood and was joking and laughing and teasing Her. Soon He had Her so mixed up she was sputtering and almost speechless. That’s when She said, “You know, you should really be being very nice to me. You should be telling me that I am perfect and wonderful and beautiful and how much you really, really love me.”
He said, “Oh, I should, should I?”
She said, “Yes, you should, or later you will be very sorry.”
“Oh?” He queried, “And why will I be very sorry?”
“Because,” She said. “I made a homemade banana cream pie today and I am seriously thinking about not sharing.”
He blinked his eyes and stared at Her quietly for a few moments, then He said, “I really, really love you!”
“Yeah,” She said. “I thought you might.”
I love you, too. You are wonderful and spectacular.
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Can I have some?
You have a winsome way about your threats.
Coconut Creme Pie, that is what got me, especially with the shaved coconut on the top.
Now I have to go find some.
A Blessed Day is wished for you and OC
Ok…I will trade you peach ice cream for your coconut pie. I really did try to get a map on Yahoo maps, but they said it couldn’t be done…you know that end of the road in California stumped them.
Did you save me a piece?
I didn’t think so.
i love you too…
did you say you hated me? oh well, tough luck…
Nothing like banana cream pie to bring true love to the surface.
if i made banana cream pie, i’m not sure it would survive the length of this conversation. and not because *i* ate it…
Cute post!
He is such a wimp to give in so easily. All those years in Maine didn’t toughen him up enough… send him back for some more… aging.
Yep, think I’m falling in love….
would you airmail banana cream pie?
I am so glad i dropped in today – been too long, your site has cheered me up!
There’s actually a second possibility when banana cream pie is involved.
Quilly – and OC – that is wonderful. Hubby and me have moments like that too and it is wonderfully childish and honest. Don’t ever lose it.
Nessa — 4 pieces left. First come, first served. Door is open.
Brian — I know. I’m adorable, charming, intelligent and modest.
Bill — OC isn’t a fan of coconut.
Amber — no go. I made banana cream pie. Bill was the fellow with the coconut cream pie.
JD — 4 pieces left. First come, first served. Door is open.
Polona — it was only a momentary fit of jealousy. I’m over it now and I love you again — until your next spectacular photograph.
Dr. John — I think dessert in general does the trick. He is much more susceptible to chocolate enticement.
Holly — I’ll stay out of the firing zone.
Carletta — thanks. Sometimes we’re a cute couple.
Sauerkraut — he’s perfect for me and I’m happy with him the way he is, thank you.
Andrew — 4 pieces left. First come, first served. Door is open.
Alastair — you can’t afford to COD. Pop down to your local bakery and buy a slice.
Doug — OC would never lie for banana cream pie. Chocolate, maybe, but not banana cream pie.
Cath — we have an entire blog full of moments like that. Pop over to OC & The Quill when you have some time to kill and enjoy the archives.
I have ice cream cake I’m willing to trade.
Oh he does love you. Yum.
Well… … … yea! Bribery will get you EVERYwhere!
Well they do say that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Hubby tells me he loves me more fervently after he’s eaten a meal I’ve cooked than at almost any other time.