Yesterday I had to brag on hubby so today I have to tell on him. Hubby is forever teasing my about my purses. He says that I can stuff more junk inside one purse than any person he’s ever seen. He SWEARS that my purses start out as change purses but by the time I’m done with them they are the size of suitcases because I’ve stretched them out so much.
It’s not MY fault that I have to carry so much junk around. When the kids were little I had to always carry their stuff so that I didn’t have to carry their diaper bag AND my purse everywhere I went. At any given time when they were little you could go through my purse and find diapers, wipes, pacifiers, toys, creams, lotions, bibs, and a change of clothes.
As they got older, they items morphed, even though it was still pretty much all about them. There would be kid’s books, kids toys, brushes, ribbons, hair bows, kids Tylenol, snacks (always cheerios), pens, pencils, crayons and gum.
As they got to be teens, and they gravitated towards sports, there’d be Tylenol, Advil, Pamprin, Aspercream, Biofreeze, gum, money for snacks, snacks, tampons, pads, ace bandages, pompoms, you name it and you could probably find it in my bag. Once (when the kids were still toddlers) my hubby told me I could never have an affair and when I asked him why he’d say that he looked at me like I was a total idiot and with a completely straight face said “Because they’d know you’re a mom because you have diapers and kids stuff in your purse!” AFTER I quit laughing I said ‘Honey, if I was going to have an affair, do you REALLY think they would CARE if I had kids?” Yeah, I thought it was a weird reason too.
Then I also ended up with stuff for HIM too. And I’d have a book for me and my glasses and my sunglasses, check book, calendar (how else am I supposed to keep up with 3 kids and 2 adults schedules?) wallet, gum and snacks and usually bills that need to be paid, things that need to be dropped off, magazines or pamphlets for various kid’s fundraisers…. I’m sure you get the picture.
This is a picture of the change purse/make-up bag that my husband says my purse usually starts out at:
This is the actual purse I’m carrying right now:
Here is a side by side for comparison:
Several years ago, hubby starting carrying a briefcase back and forth to work. This is NOT one of those hard sided box like briefcases. It’s soft sided leather and is more of a computer bag than anything. Here is a picture of his “briefcase”.
I started teasing him because I told him it looked like a purse. He carries his glasses, his pens, his paperwork (just like I carry in my purse) so then I told him it’s just a man’s version of a purse or for lack of a better word, I call it his “murse”. He gets mad at me every time I call it that, but, it’s a perfect description. It’s a Man pURSE so it is a murse. He swears it’s nothing like a purse but we BOTH know it is. He usually has it in the van wherever we go.
Yesterday we had to go to Home Depot to pick up some storm doors that we had ordered for the house. To make more room for the storm doors, hubby took out both of the back seats in the van so it’s just the two “captain’s chairs” and then the BIG open space in the back. The ONLY thing back there yesterday morning when we went to get the doors was his murse.
We went in to let them know we were there to pick up the doors and the customer service cashier told us to go pull the van under the awning and that we could just wait for whoever to bring the doors out to us. We sat there until we saw the guy come out with the dolly with the doors on it. Hubby got out of the van and opened it cargo door so they could like the doors in and the young employee that was helping load them in turns to me and says “Ma’am, would you mind moving your purse so that I can slide the doors in?” It didn’t dawn on me at first what he said and I asked him to repeat what he said and he said “Ma’am, can you move your purse?” and pointed to hubby’s MURSE. I about fell out of the van but before I could compose myself hubby pipes up (all indignant) and says “THAT is NOT a purse… it’s my BRIEFcase”. I laughed and said “No, it’s his MURSE.” Then the guys stumbles all over himself back tracking trying to cover over what he said and making it worse said “I’m sorry, I thought it was your wife’s pocketbook. Look’s like a pocketbook to me!”
Now, I don’t care WHO you are, THAT is funny stuff!!!