The things that amuse my husband
Today, after the worst shopping trip in history, we had what dear Douglas considers to be an “amusing moment”. Crossing over an underground vent, a strong blast of wind blew my skirt up around my waist, at which point my sweet husband refused to help, or even let go of my hand, and instead laughed his little socks off at my struggle to hold down 360 degrees of skirt with one hand.
We have been debating whether this incident was a) Embarrasing or b) The Funniest Thing To Happen This Week. I appear to be losing the argument, so please, if you agree with me, write and tell Douglas that he is horrid and mean and any other insult you can think of.
The only weapon I have left at my disposal is the “mirror hand”, taught to us by a small child in Shropshire. After a particularly good insult (such as the looser-minger-whatever hand, ask any 6 year old for details), the insulter can hold out a hand and say “mirror bounce back no return”, after which the insulted party must retreat into a dignified sulk. At present this is keeping my dear beloved quiet, but I’m not holding out too much hope…..
All assistance gratefully recieved (Aunty Dorothy!!)
-Rachel
January 21st, 2006 at 10:40 pm
Verse of the day today - “ [Trials and Temptations ] Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. ”
referring to our shopping trip of course. how appropriate
January 22nd, 2006 at 5:48 pm
Yes, Rachel, I agree. You have indeed married a horrid boy! I did my best to knock it all out of him over the years but, to no avail. I had hoped that you might be able to improve him but you really don’t seem to have cracked it yet. Let me know the moment he improves and I will break open a bottle of wine in celebration!!!
February 3rd, 2006 at 8:24 pm
Try “I know you are but what am I” that should keep him quite for a while!
February 14th, 2006 at 6:52 pm
Actually, I’m going to stick up for Doug on this one because (despite not knowing much about the jocular nature or lack thereof of your life in Chille) I suspect it was indeed the funniest thing that happened to you that week.
No doubt if Jo was here she’d side with Rachel but sadly Jo’s working today - of all days.