After 25 years plus years of marriage one would think that you'd have your "other half " figured out. Nope, not quite yet. I found it interesting last night, as my darling husband comes downstairs to our family room, and begins to tell me what he's calling his motorcycle...
Yeah - I know... ANY way... I reject Scarlet "darling do you really want to be riding a spoiled, temperamental Southern woman??" He made some disparaging remark about living with one already... I let that go. (too tired to come up with something clever) My statement was this bike is LuLu II, it rolls of the tongue and I don't have to remember whatever idiotic thing he's decided to saddle his new ride with... too much energy. Besides it's more fun when you call it something he doesn't like. :-)
Frankly if he wants to stick with red coloring and southern, I'd call it Wheezer (Ousier) from Steel Magnolias, problem with that is I don't want my husband on something that is cranky and temperamental on the highways - that is for when he's home. But she worked and kept going, so maybe that isn't such a bad idea after all... oh yeah warming up to this one. Problem is he won't get the joke. All MY friends will...
Back to the conversation that started this post... we're discussing names, while I'm doing my mindless game playing on Facebook, he asks me about posting his bike's (now named Ousier) on-line and I said yes, I did, and I told him my comment about it. Then he asks me "what is everyone saying? Did so-and-so comment?" I read the comments, then he starts on about me blogging... "You haven't posted anymore crap have you??" Um - huh? You can't have it both ways Bubba darling... you can't think it's cool when people see your new toy and make cool comments, then bubble up against putting stuff on line... I'm not giving away any secrets here and frankly putting something out to bits and bytes has saved your backside from a shallow grave in our backyard... so deal. But I was honestly - nope haven't posted to the blog (that you know about). And frankly hadn't posted much before last night either...
Whatever...
It's Thursday, and frankly I have crammed enough into this week, I should be well into next week already. But I'm not... I did enjoy my massage last night, would have been even better if I could have got home and just went right to bed, but Shelby needed attention, and a walk, Bubba needed attention, and frankly going to bed before the sun went down.. well haven't done that since I was neck deep in chemo treatments - even then I just slept on the couch.
All right venting done, signing off to go do something constructive - or maybe just serf the web for 10 minutes before my next weekend.
**YES! I now realize in the move Shirley MacLaine doesn't have red hair in the movie - but she does in real life... so we'll mash up the two and enjoy!
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