Discovery
Friday was DATE NIGHT! We decided to forgo night 4 of operation plumbing repair and see a Big Kid movie. This was actually a postponement from a previously scheduled engagement that was abandoned due to some windy conditions. After it was decided that no one was hungry enough to figure out what to have for dinner and that the parties (Grandmother and grandchild / husband and wife) would figure that shit out on their own, the husband was surfing the net. Upon closer inspection, he was looking AT THIS SITE. This site, which he knows exists, he does not have the URL for, has not discovered, did not know anything more about than its existence. But we read some of the same local blogs and I comment and he saw a comment with my name and oh hell, you get the damn idea. I furiously tried to think of anything that might be terribly offensive, rude, revealing (I misspelled that reaveatling…pretty sweet word, even if it is just a typo). I could think of examples of all three. So a few “Don’t be mad at me!!!”s and some silence later, I hear him chuckling. He almost never laughs at my jokes (keeping me in my place? I’m not funny? no, definitely not that), so I’m not sure how to take this. Turns out he is laughing at our son’s repetition of excoriating phrases. As I implore him to leave to make our movie time, I ask him if he’s mad and he says no but that he has to finish reading my meager posts later. So, does that mean he reserves the right to open a can of whoop ass later? I just don’t know.
On another note, pardon the changing templates, I’m trying to find one that accommodates some things. Once I find one that fits me like a new shell on a growing hermit crab, I’ll commit for a while.
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