Posts Tagged ‘Relationships’

Funny How That Works Sometimes

January 15, 2021

This morning I woke up feeling like an elephant had stepped on me, and as L’s Mother attempted to randomly chat with me, all I wanted was to be left alone.

Then I fully woke up and all I’ve wanted to do today was randomly chat with her.

L’s Mother Loves Chinese Cooking

January 13, 2021

I was going somewhere with what I said yesterday, but before I get there, I want to clarify that I never really let myself get pushed around just because somebody felt stronger about something than I did, I just ate more Chinese food than I thought I’d ever eat in a lifetime.

I Like That Smile

January 8, 2021

Early this morning L’s Mother sauntered into my office and with a big grin announced that she had brought me a present, a “morning me” (meaning a morning her).

Snickering (and without thinking) I retorted with, “I don’t know if that makes me easy to buy for, or if it makes you cheap.” I meant as in stingy, of course, but I quickly realized there was another way that could be taken, and L’s Mother realized it as well.

That’s why she flashed me her “Can’t it be both?” smile.

The Last Thing I Need Is A Viewpoint That Just Mirrors My Own

December 7, 2020

L’s Mother’s ability to see the . . . stranger angles of situations is a source of endless frustration and amusement for me. No matter how many ways I look at something, L’s Mother can always see at least one more angle that I’d never even thought to consider. I won’t pretend that I’m always happy with this (because I’m not), but as much as it annoys me at times, it is also precisely why I value her viewpoint so much.

Well I Would!

October 19, 2020

The other night L’s Mother was telling me how she was behind on her vitamin supplements, and that she didn’t want to take them all at once, so she was going to take her thiamine now, and “B12” tomorrow.

“That’s going to make our plans for tomorrow night more than a little awkward,” I told her.

She looked at me quizzically.

“If you’re going to be twelve tomorrow, I’m going to have to cancel,” I explained.

When She’s Right, She’s Right

October 1, 2020

The other day I was scouting the difficulty of a repair I’ll potentially be doing in earnest over the weekend. It’s nothing major, just a broken switch in a ceiling fan light, something I’ve even replaced before. The only complication was determining which breaker cut the power to said ceiling fan (Remember, kids, electricity can kill!), but with that having been done, I decided to quickly determine how tough it would be to reach the switch on this particular fan. The answer was no more so than normal . . . if I hadn’t dropped one of the screws.

This left me with the problem of not being fully confident that everything would hold together while I searched for the dropped screw, so I quickly cast around for a temporary replacement. What I found was a sturdy plastic Pikachu toy whose ear I hoped would suffice for load bearing for the few moments it would take me to locate the screw. Long story short, it did.

When telling this story to L’s Mother though, at this point she looked at me with concern in her eyes and proclaimed, “Rob, that was really dangerous!” I started to assure her that I was just being extra cautious, and the extra load bearing probably wasn’t even necessary, when she cut me off.

Pikachu is an electric type, Rob!” she informed me with a smirk.

A Bit Of Sunshine On A VERY Rainy Day

September 21, 2020

This morning was one of those mornings where it was dark enough to make you wonder if the sun had decided to just not bother showing up today, but nevertheless it was time to start to our day, so start our day we did. It was in this gloomy twilight that I noticed L’s Mother was exercising without having turned on the light.

After staring at her a moment, I said, “It’s too dark for me to be sure, but I’m pretty sure that you’re looking socksy right now.”

Because (as I suspected) she was indeed wearing black socks as she worked out, she proclaimed, “I’m dark and socksy today!”

Now If I Ever Called Her Miss Piggy, On The Other Hand, I Might Actually Find Myself In A World Of Hurt

September 10, 2020

I’m always perplexed when (as I did with yesterday’s post) I get a response with some variation on the “I’ll bet she didn’t like that you said that!” theme, so here are a couple of quick points:

#1. I would never knowingly post something involving L’s Mother that she didn’t approve of.

#2. I’ve got a pretty good feel on what she finds funny and what she doesn’t, and her response to what I said yesterday was a giggle and a proud “I’m a Muppet!”.

#3. Even if she didn’t like it, what’s she going to do to me? She’s only got those little felt arms . . .

A Question I Didn’t Realize I Knew The Answer To

September 9, 2020

With five minutes to go before her meeting started, L’s Mother came out this morning proclaiming in a fake panic that she didn’t have tea, or snacks, or “anything,” and the whole display reminded me of something, but I didn’t want to verbalize it.

Evidently though, L’s Mother picked up on it too, because she then launched into a credible imitation of Kermit the Frog flailing his arms in excitement, and then I had to say it:

“If I’m ever asked, ‘Do you ever wonder what it would be like to be married to a Muppet?”, I can truthfully say that I don’t have to wonder.”

Full Disclosure

August 26, 2020

I know it’s silly to say this, but I wanted to make it clear that what I posted yesterday, while containing the important essence of what I said to L’s Mother, were not my exact words to her. When you’ve spent as many years together as she and I have, you develop a lot of private linguistic shortcuts that would mean something very different if said to anyone else.

So, yeah, not my exact words, but that was the message that was conveyed.