I am getting these Deep Smit posts out later and later. Work has just been beyond busy lately, as I’ve been working more than usual to accommodate some of my staff’s schedule requests. But the upside of that is that once I leave here tomorrow, I don’t have to work another overnight shift for more than a week!
Time off rocks, of course, but that’s not what I’m in Deep Smit with this week.
I’m in Deep Smit with my husband, affectionately known online as “Mr. Kiddoc” since “Kiddoc” is my usual online username. This is not to say that I don’t usually love my husband… of course I do. But every once in a while something happens that endears the one you love to you all over again.
Mr. Kiddoc loves the FreeCreditReport.com commercials. All of them. The commercial starts and I watch his head start to bob, which is usually followed by approximately 30 minutes of him humming the jingle under (and over) his breath.
But that’s not why I’m in Deep Smit with Mr. Kiddoc, either.
I am deeply smitten with my husband’s concern for the FreeCreditReport.com guy’s “Dream Girl”.
If you haven’t seen the commercial…
Mr. Kiddoc’s thoughts:
If she’s his dream girl, why can’t he get past whatever happened with her credit? I mean, she’s not lazy or anything… look… she’s doing the laundry while he’s standing around playing the guitar. That’s just not right.
Sorry, folks, he’s off the market.