It will make sense in a few paragraphs, trust me.Last night, there was some sort of candy competition on FN, which is never interesting or tasty, so Mr. Dub and I took turns coming up with things to do. He picked UNO, which was good for about two games, until we both realized how uncompetitive I am. I mean, I feel really bad if I give him a draw two card, while he happily throws down every reverse, skip a turn and draw card in his deck. So he generally wins. And I generally don't care.
So on my turn, I suggested we play MASH. Except I changed the name to MACH - the C is for Condo - because where can you even find a good shack these days? We adjusted the game a bit for our life situation, though Mr. Dub nixed the idea of a "second spouse in event of death" column. Here are the results from Mr. Dub's MACH-up:
House price: $1 million
Home amenities: Outhouse
Home feature: Cross bow range
Location: Santa Barbara, CA
Mr. D's job: Pro golfer
Mrs. D's job: Newberry Award-winning author
Combined salary: $250,000
Kids: 2
Mr. D's car: Mercedes C63 AMG
Mrs. D's car: Mercedes SUV
LDS Mission Presidency: Poland Warsaw Mission
Vacation Home: Sea Ranch, CA
Blue was the best possible option, green was somewhere in the middle and red was the worst. (And, yes, Mr. Dub went to Poland on his mission and yet it was his last choice.)
Overall, not too bad, although I'm still trying to figure out how to make it to the outhouse without getting caught in the hairs of a cross bow.
But just for the record, I'd marry Josh Duhamel and order him not to open his mouth as he may be one of the dumbest people I've ever not met.
