I was feeling a bit under the weather yesterday, so I escaped work early, went home, got into my jammies, and got all comfy on the couch. I called my husband to see if he could stop by CVS on his way home and pick up some NyQuil and cranberry juice. He very kindly obliged and asked me if there was anything else I could think of that I wanted.
I thought for a moment and said "Yes! Can you get me a copy of Better Homes & Gardens?" He said he definitely would.
About 30 minutes later, he walked in the door and handed me my magazine... When I saw it, I gigggled a bit. He had handed me a copy of Good Housekeeping. When I asked him why he got me that magazine, he was dumbfounded: "This is what you asked for!" It turns out that both magazines had congealed in his head as the same thing. It didn't even occur to him that they were different even though they had distinctly different titles.
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