My husband is perfect for me. He thinks I'm nuts for believing this. But he gets my warped humor, and he makes me laugh.
Before I landed The Best Job Ever, I had gone to work for a sister company to his place of employment. He and my then boss are well acquainted and are always trying to outwit each other.
This is the conversation between my boss and me my third day on the job:
Mr. C: "Ask your husband what the answer to my question was."
Me, looking puzzled: "What was the question?" (I thought maybe he had forgotten the answer and wanted me to call hubs and ask him again.)
Mr. C: "Just ask him what his answer was."
Me, shrugging: "OK."
Mr. C: "I asked him how in the world he got you to marry him."
Me, suspiciously: "Did he tell you I'm retarded?"
Mr. C, surprised: "Um, yeah, well I think his exact words were 'She's mildly retarded.'"
Now, people, I don't know which is funnier - the fact that he actually told my boss that, or the fact that I guessed what his answer had been. Either way, I still laugh when I think about it.
More recently, Hubs and I had been cranky with each other for over a week, though neither of us really knew why. Not really fighting, just generally disagreeable. Irritable. You know.
Finally, when he could no longer stand the tension, he came over, planted a kiss on my forehead, and said ever-so-sweetly "I'm sorry you're so bitchy lately."
I'm not sure what he thought I would say, or even what I wanted to say, but what I actually said was "I accept your apology."
Then we both burst out laughing.
No, the secret isn't sarcasm. It's laughter. Laugh with each other and at yourselves, but not at each other (which is only ok in cases of stupidity-on-purpose.)