Last night, I saw that the flights on my darts matched my wife’s dress perfectly. She saw that and said we should switch. I said “But your dress won’t fit me”
Then today, I was snowblowing the drive. I had shut it off. She was 15 feet in front of me. me - this put us both in a very interesting position… hmmm. Electric. One button. Nah, would never do that. though it was a bit tempting. Would have been safe. Married 27 years.
My mom had the very occasional cocktail. Martini. She also had a tremor (poor thing). But her martinis where shaken, not stirred (because of the tremor) Just like James Bond.
My Aunt, who is my bestie, texted me a photo of herself on vacation apparently pointing to a graffiti on a wall that read: Buttholes4life!
I laughed and responded, “Buttholes4life!”
She responded, “What the hell are you talking about?”
Apparently she was gesturing to something else on the wall and had no idea about that bit, and had sent it to all her friends and family and posted it on socials. It’s extremely prominent.
It has all kinds of dinosaur names we never heard of before. We had a good time inspecting the blanket and calling each other names, for instance, “you’re a anhanguera pterosaur.” “Oh yeah, well you’re a…” (consults blanket) “gargelosaurus!”
That’s funny because my boy has, at last count, five Lightning McQueen squashmallows who somehow became Beep Beeps. This has now been shortened to Beep and he’s particularly fond of the “youngest” one, Baby Beep. Sometimes he comes and sits next to me with his Beep and says, “I’m feeling Beepish today.”
