Me: Wow our first night alone at home without the kids! Should we have sex on the kitchen floor?
Hus: Why would we do that? We have a bed.
Me: How about we just watch TV? Maybe something other than the Nickelodeon channel.
Me: I am just sooo sick of driving in this snowy icy slippery crap. I want to move to a warmer place, you with me?
Hus: No. And you're an excellent driver in the snow. You should be an Ice Road Trucker. It's like your just waiting for the perfect storm.
Me: Didn't they all die in The Perfect Storm?
Me: I really want to see Avatar, it looks like a movie made just for me. It's got romance, sci-fi, and it took four years to make it.
Hus: It will take you longer to see it.
Me: I didn't eat butter until I met you. I was raised on low fat margarine.
Hus: Well, there's some 'I Can't Believe I Bought This Butter' in the fridge.
Hus: I saw the governor today.
Me: You saw Arnold?! (OK, I watch too much west coast TV)