The Sweet Husband

The SH already ate

I am just so mean, but I love to pick on this man. We normally eat dinner between 5:30 and 6 PM, but the sweet
husband dozed off in his chair about 5 and didn't wake up until after 7.
After a few minutes, I asked if he wanted a cup of coffee and he said yes, so I made a pot of coffee and
we just watched tv, occasionally chatting. As he got the 2nd cup, he said I am a little hungry.
First thing out of my mouth, You mean after that huge dinner you are still hungry?
He sips his coffee, then leans back in his thinking position, and finally, says, Did I eat dinner?
Yep, you did, you said it was good.
He's still thinking, then he says, what did I eat?
Steak, Baked Potato and salad.
In a few minutes, he says, I don't know why I am hungry but I am.
Want me to fix you a sandwich?
Yes, if you don't mind, I sure don't know why I am hungry.
After he eats his sandwich, I ask if he really knows that he didn't have any dinner, and he
smiles sweetly and says not at first, then I remembered how full of crap you are, and decided
this was a joke.
After almost 40 years, that would have been my first thought!