Do you even love me at all?
On Friday, I spent all day at work listening to Christmas music. I know, I’m crazy. In a month, I’ll be screaming for it to go away. But when I was flipping through my CD’s, I saw it and thought it sounded like a nice escape. And it was. You just can’t be sad when Nat King Cole is singing. And that’s a scientific fact.
Anyway, Chris called and in response to his question about how I was feeling, I said, “Okay. I’m listening to Christmas music which is nice.”
“What? We haven’t eaten turkey yet.”
“So? There’s no rule that says I can’t listen to Christmas music before Thanksgiving.”
“Yes, there is.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes, I feel certain it was in our wedding vows.”
“If you can even find our wedding vows, I’ll be impressed.”
“They’re hanging on the wall!”
“What wall?”
“Our wall in our house. Aren’t they?”
“No, no they’re not.”
“What?!?!! Are you sure?”
“Um, yeah, pretty sure. You have not a clue what’s hanging on our walls, do you?”
“Well, if they’re not there then you don’t love me as much as Fanny loves Mr. Pack because theirs are hanging on their walls.”
“True. I can’t compete with their love.”
I could paint an entire room a different color and the man would not notice. But the wedding vows hanging in the hallway of the Pack’s house? That’s worth remembering. Seriously.
On Friday, I spent all day at work listening to Christmas music. I know, I’m crazy. In a month, I’ll be screaming for it to go away. But when I was flipping through my CD’s, I saw it and thought it sounded like a nice escape. And it was. You just can’t be sad when Nat King Cole is singing. And that’s a scientific fact.
Anyway, Chris called and in response to his question about how I was feeling, I said, “Okay. I’m listening to Christmas music which is nice.”
“What? We haven’t eaten turkey yet.”
“So? There’s no rule that says I can’t listen to Christmas music before Thanksgiving.”
“Yes, there is.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes, I feel certain it was in our wedding vows.”
“If you can even find our wedding vows, I’ll be impressed.”
“They’re hanging on the wall!”
“What wall?”
“Our wall in our house. Aren’t they?”
“No, no they’re not.”
“What?!?!! Are you sure?”
“Um, yeah, pretty sure. You have not a clue what’s hanging on our walls, do you?”
“Well, if they’re not there then you don’t love me as much as Fanny loves Mr. Pack because theirs are hanging on their walls.”
“True. I can’t compete with their love.”
I could paint an entire room a different color and the man would not notice. But the wedding vows hanging in the hallway of the Pack’s house? That’s worth remembering. Seriously.
Boys are funny! How was your weekend?
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