Irish Woman, baking Girlie Bear’s birthday cake – DB, can you come in here?
DaddyBear – Yes, sweetie?
Irish Woman – Can you get the vegetable oil down from the very tippy top shelf in the pantry where you put it?
DaddyBear – Of course, love of my life, apple of my eye, cream of my coffee, Jessica to my Roger, Juliet to my Romeo, Mary Ann to my Gilligan….
Irish Woman – Would you just get the darn oil down, you goof?
Oh yes, it’s love.
DaddyBear’s Den 
Old NFO
/ August 21, 2011LOL- Or self preservation 🙂
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Nancy R.
/ August 21, 2011Heh. I just my own dang oil. Not that SH could reach it anyway …
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DaddyBear
/ August 21, 2011Hey, that's what she gets for asking me to organize the pantry.
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Nancy R.
/ August 21, 2011Heh. She asked you to organize the pantry? She had it coming. *grin*
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On a Wing and a Whim
/ August 22, 2011Heh. A good friend of mine is quite practiced at calling out to the house, “Dear, I need your tall!”
My husband gets the goofiest grin when I stalk up to him and hand over jar with a very tight lid while grumbling, “Dear! Do your male thing!”
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DaddyBear
/ August 22, 2011Wing, there are specific reasons women put up with men. Height, ability to open jars, and critter control seem to rate highly.
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