Email.

I live in LA for three and half days and in SB for the rest of the week. We are attending my company holiday party this weekend so I am not driving home. I wrote my husband an email reminding him to bring a few things with him. His reply follows each request. I couldn't help but crack up.

Babu,

You need to bring the following things with you on your way to LA tomorrow.

1. Black strapy high heels from the shoe closet --- they have long black strings, oh and also the bronze nine wests!
----i threw both those pairs away yesterday. there was no room in the shoe closet for MY tennis shoes.

2. Black Shawl inside the closet... it's on a hanger with the red shawl.
---i thought it was a rag. i used it yesterday to wipe the bathroom floor. do you still want to wear it?

3. Wedding VCD's, so we can send them to india with yogesh. He is leaving next week.
---i deleted the wedding video from my laptop. i didnt have enough room for call of duty (Stupid video game of his).

4. My baby pink wool coat -- its in the closet next to my trench coat.
--- sorry! i burnt the pink coat. it was stinking of elizabeth arden (My lovely perfume).

5. Curling iron from the bathroom cabinet, its got a blue handle.
---oooo!!! it was a curling iron. i thought it was the toilet pump thing. i unclogged the john with it yesterday. do you still want to curl your hair?

I think that's it...
---yes that's it.

I love you.
---yes i love you too.

Chinmay.