It was a sunny morning and I found a pretty red rose with a long stem on the kitchen table.
I was wondering how after all these years of marriage, my husband could still be so romantic There was a small love note placed next to it.
It read – “Darling, please DO NOT touch the rose. I am using it’s stem to unclog the drain.”
After Pablo and Marta got into an argument, she left for her mother’s home. Pablo called her mother’s home after a few days but his mother-in-law said that Marta was in no mood to talk to him.
A few more days went by and Pablo called again only to be greeted by the same reply.
He called again after a couple of days and the mother-in-law said to him, “Why do you keep calling when you know the answer?”
Pablo replied, “Because I love to hear it again and again. It’s music to my ears.”
My wife has not spoken to me in three days. I think it has something to do with what happened on Sunday night when she thought she heard a noise downstairs.
She nudged me and whispered, "Wake up, wake up!"
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"There are burglars in the kitchen. I think they're eating the tuna casserole I made tonight."
"That'll teach them!" I replied.