Sunday, April 27, 2008

Yeah, Sometimes I Am

While choosing a sweater, Mrs. Rodius asked me if I liked the orange one. I said no, I didn't. She asked which one I liked better. I said the yellow one. She explained that yellow does not go with her skin tone. I told her I thought it was funny how she asks my opinion about these things and then explains why I'm wrong. She said she doesn't tell me I'm wrong, but in this particular case, I WAS wrong.

Later, at home, she embarked on a lengthier explanation of clothing color and skin tone and hair color and which one goes with the something and the other thing. I was trying to pay attention. Well, actually I was trying to look like I was paying attention while I tried to listen to Edward Norton telling me about Strange Days on Planet Earth. At some point during her explanation, I laid my head back, closed my eyes, and snored.

First she said she was going to tell her mama on me. I pointed out that her mother loves me. Then she said she was going to tell MY mama on me. But then she got it: she said she was going to go on my blog and write a post about what a fucktard I am. So I figured I'd better beat her to it.

I love you, honey!

5 comments:

Minivan Mom said...

Ha!!

You know what's funny? When I expressed my exasperation to Rich that everyone jumps to HIS defense when I post about him being thoughtless, he said in complete sincerity, "I know. There is so much you COULD write about me that you don't, it's just not fair that people don't sympathize when you write the occasional complaint about me".

And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is why I adore him even when he's a fucktard.

Mrs. Rodius said...

I turn my back and scratch crap at you!

And you STILL haven't beat my high score on Soda Pipes.

AND my IQ is STILL higher than yours.

What was that you said earlier about a repeat of this morning? Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

I, Rodius said...

Youch...

Mrs. Rodius said...

Oh, yeah...and another thing. Who was the one who brought up the topic again by pointing out that the woman on television was fair like me and was wearing yellow? (Which was really beige and she was blond anyway.)

anniemcq said...

I am convinced that the secret to a long, happy marriage is the ability to be a good listener most of the time, and to APPEAR to be a good listener the rest of the time.

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