My genius conversation with hubby. Every time it crops up along this line.
Conversation 1
Me: I think I'm so fat now. What do you think? Am I looking fat to you? (me in front of the mirror in my new clothe)
DH: No...you're just fine ! (Lazy answer from him without looking)
Me: Come on…. Look at me and tell me the truth…(me scrutinizing my form)
DH: I like you the way you are (still not looking at me properly)
Me: Don’t say that! Just tell me the truth okay!
DH: Well, if you lose that flab a bit, it would be nicer
Me: Flab....? What flab? I don’t see any flab. (Now me twirling around really looking for those flabs he mentioned)
DH: Okay, No flab, you are just fine.
Me: Come on… tell me the truth….!!!! Am I fat or not?
Conversation 2
Me: Do you think I’m beautiful? (while checking my wrinkles and pores in the mirror)
DH: I don’t know
Me: What do you mean by “I don’t know”? You must have some opinion
DH: I think you are just okay
Me: What do you mean by just okay. I can’t be just okay to you..I'm your wife!
DH: Yes, you are beautiful, otherwise I won’t marry you (what a standard answer coming from him!)
Me: Why do you say that I’m beautiful, which part? (unbelieving but still want to probe further)
DH: Well, maybe your nose
Me: What! My nose… A nose cannot make someone beautiful. Come on why do you say I’m beautiful
DH: I don’t know, you nose, your mouth, overall maybe
Me: How can you say that? It’s illogical! Tell me truthfully, am I beautiful or not?
Haha, never get satisfactory answers until now. I’ll ask the questions again next time around.
