Mamacita says: On occasion, my husband and I have what one might euphemistically call “slight miscommunication” episodes. I’m sure I don’t know why he can’t seem to understand me, but it probably has something to do with the fact that he’s a man a very busy person.
I’m busy, too, but I have no problem whatsoever understanding me.
Him: Do you want to eat out tonight?
Me: I haven’t eaten anything yet today.
What’s not to understand? Of COURSE I want to eat out!
Him: How big a tip should I leave?
Me: It’s a buffet.
Him: Did you stop by the new house today?
Me: The cabinets are beautiful!
How could I know that unless I stopped by and saw them?
There are others, but thinking about them makes me worry about his state of mind.