At one point during this day — this first day of Olympic competition with which I get a little carried away — My Beloved and I had a moment. You know what I mean, right? Those little moments? Moments, that if not handled deftly, can drag into longer and longer moments that stretch into a full-blown rowdydow??
I know this will SHOCK, but I was being annoying, vexing, even. But I am blessed with a husband with great — GREAT — reserves of patience and humour. And thankfully — oh! so thankfully! — most of our moments are short-circuited when one of us makes a crack and we’re too busy laughing to continue the squabbling. So today, I said the stupid thing I said and he paused for a moment.
Then, as if irritated by THE WORST CHORE EVER:
“HOW much longer do we have to live?? DAMN!!
He kills me.
hahahahahahahahahahaha
what a funny moment! daniel needs to learn that line because (and it IS HARD TO BELIEVE) i also can be slightly annoying.
So true, humor always seems to stop anger in its tracks. I wish my husband was funny; not that I’m ever annoying or anything, but still.
LOL! 🙂 Classic.
Tef and your MB must be related.