Beating A Dead Horse

I know, I know... I can't seem to shut up about my husband, but this was just way too unbelievable to keep to myself.

It's kind of a long and unimportant story as to how my husband decided that today, of all days, he would see what's been happening on Dirty Socks & Pizza. Usually, as long as I am available to tell him how great he is for making the beds, and "oooh and ahhh" over his disaster evacuation plans, I can pretty much do whatever I want. Alas, not today...

I walk into the kitchen and he's sitting at the laptop, reading my post where I basically rescind every nice thing I have ever said about him. He looks up, quite seriously, and says, "You should have written that I am obsessed with CLASSIC Corvettes. I don't want people thinking that I like just any Corvette." 

Hello?? After reading that I have issues with just about every aspect of his personality, THIS is what's on his mind?

I can't decide if this simply proves MY point, or makes him even more lovable? Darn him!