Category Archives: Funny Stuff My Husband Says

Throwback Thursday: Irony. Defined.

 I find it fascinating to catch glimpses of what we were up to five years ago. This week, it’s Daddyo’s turn to be in the spotlight. This post was originally published on February 20, 2012 on my other blog, BostonWriters. … Continue reading

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My carefree no-fuss Thanksgiving

As regular readers know, I’ve hosted Thanksgiving for the past few years. Since cooking is not an activity that comes naturally to me, this involves about three weeks of planning. We live in a third floor walk-up, so I like … Continue reading

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Saturday mornings at Caterpickles

Mommyo, gazing at the piles of toys, laundry, paper, and other debris generated by another week of living at Caterpickles Central: “Before we do anything else today, we need to spend some time thoroughly cleaning up.” Daddyo, warily: “What does … Continue reading

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Sunday Dinner at Caterpickles

Mommyo: “The Eight-Year-Old actually accused me this week of geeking out over Jane Austen.” Uncle Phil: “She’s not incorrect.” (I would like to note for the record that at this point, Uncle Phil had no idea what had actually prompted The … Continue reading

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“Why won’t that pedestrian just cross the road?”

Mommyo, exasperated while driving through an undisclosed intersection in Chicago: “There are pedestrians walking in 5 different directions here, which is sort of amazing, because there are only 3 pedestrians. Why won’t these guys just cross the road?” Daddyo: “The answer is … Continue reading

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This is what happens when you keep the OED in the dining room

Mommyo, passing the plate of appetizers around the table: “The Seven-Year-Old, would you like some prosciutto? It’s like bacon, but doesn’t need to be cooked.” Daddyo, correctly: “It’s like bacon but is already cooked.” Mommyo, huffily: “Well, I suppose you … Continue reading

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“What’s flotsam?”

On a road trip somewhere in the Midwest, The Eight-Year-Old asked, “What’s flotsam?” Daddyo, authoritatively: “Jetsam’s brother.” I was all set to file this under Funny Stuff My Husband Says and use it as a quick and easy Saturday post, but then my … Continue reading

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The difference between velociraptors and kittens

This past Christmas, Canelo did not knock over our Christmas tree once. (I know, shocking right? What sort of self-respecting cat is he?) However, he did chew through the cord for our lights. The Seven-Year-Old refused to believe it. Daddyo: … Continue reading

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Wordless Wednesday: Winter. Here. Now. For a very long time. Maybe forever. Bleak.

Mommyo, wailing in despair after checking this week’s forecast: “Daddyo, why did you ever bring me to this wretched place?” Daddyo: “Cryogenic preservation.” Related Links:  Wordless Wednesday on Caterpickles  Here’s what you need to know about this week’s dangerous cold snap (The … Continue reading

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Dinnertime at Caterpickles Central

Mommyo, curiously: “The Seven-Year-Old, will you tell us about your day?” The Seven-Year-Old, plaintively: “Do I have to? I’m kind of out of words and then I just start repeating the same words over and over again.” Mommyo, persistently: “You … Continue reading

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