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| "I have no idea what he's talking about most of the time. I only know I married him and he's well hydrated." |
You probably left last week thinking I only have odd conversations with the twins and myself and inanimate objects, and people that aren't there, and the panini I just ate, but you'd be wrong. I propose we kick off this week with a conversation I had with Husband on Saturday that I still don't understand, but left me strangely attracted to him and also wanting chocolate*
*chocolate may have been unrelated to particular incident. I feel the urge to eat about every five minutes, as it stands. If I'd been wanting something like a good run around the park, that would've been something we'd be going over tomorrow.
And now....
-Curtain pulls back to reveal two individuals standing in the kitchen. One is markedly larger than the other one and searching through the cabinets. Large female pulls out cleaning solution from the cabinet-
Lights
Cue Sound
"Ok, kidlets. We're going to go clean off the disgusting television screens in this house with the brand new cleaner daddy just bought."
Husband stops what he's doing and halts large, unwieldy matriarch. "No, I'll do it."
"It's ok. We don't have anything to do, so we'll just get it out of the way. Come on. Holmes. Watson. Follow me."
"It's really ok. I was planning on doing it later."
"Uhhh... why?"
"I just want to do it."
"It's because it comes in this cool, square bottle, doesn't it?...with it's own cloth? Hmmmm?"
"Maybe."
Fat lioness turns pack around. "Come on, kids. Mommy and Daddy are done fighting over who gets the highlight of the day."
-End Scene-
Applause
Various critics give varied reviews.
The momma cow bellows and is still confused.
Please feel free to leave a review of our production or a conversation you had over the weekend that made absolutely no sense.
Until Next Time, Readers!
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This reviewer was slightly disappointed with the lighting until she adjusted her computer screen, and markedly impressed with the Female Lead's agility and restraint while wearing her beach ball costume, neither tripping over the children nor using her protrusion to knock the Male Lead over and trample him. Well played.
ReplyDeleteShe didn't manage to knock her children over...that day. This belly has a mind of its own.
DeleteNot that my usual conversations make much more sense, but I was talking to myself a couple of days ago & I couldn't hear what I was saying because I was mumbling. I asked myself (quite forcibly) to speak up & I was told, "You don't have to yell at me!" & now we're not speaking. I guess that was normal. Never mind.
ReplyDeleteI heard you told yourself you were taking my kids for the week. I'll let you finalize the plans and get back to me...:)
DeleteMy husband likes cleaning the screen of the computers and I don't think I've ever been able to do it...and it has it's own cleaner and cloths as well...hmmmm, I think we need a man's opinion to understand this!
ReplyDeleteWhoa whoa whoa...we may be on to something here. It might have something to do with the tiny cleaning cloth...or maybe they just think they're superior screen cleaners???
DeleteTony and I rarely have conversations that make sense. We were sitting out back discussing our finances on Sunday and I know the neighbor heard us, because she just kept giggling.
ReplyDeletePeople laugh at our conversations all the time. Honestly it just encourages us to be more ridiculous.
ha! he totally doesnt trust you to clean the tv without mauling it, dropping it, short circuiting it, using the wrong side of the cloth and somehow cracking or scratching it... i know because its the only thing my husband doesnt "let" me clean too....but you wont get any argument from me.
ReplyDeleteDear Paige, you never fail to entertain. I so look forward to when you have the time--and that may be many years from now--to write your book. I'll be first in line to buy it! Peace.
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