My husband's vocab is terrible. I usually let this slide, but sometimes, to prevent him from embarrassing himself any further, I do correct him.
After talking outloud for five minutes about which route would be the fastest route home, he finally blurts out the winning phrase:
"No need to squander over missed opportunities."
I had fun the rest of the day using squander inappropriately as many times as possible. For example:
I was so hungry I squandered all of the leftover spaghetti.
or
Kylan's squandering in the closet.
My husband would do amazing in smurfland, if instead of smurf, they said squander all the time.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
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