Actual conversation as he drove me to the park-n-ride this morning:
Me: (after reading the outside temperature from inside the car) Hey! The refrigerator said the temperature outside was only 30 degrees.
Him: (frustrated) Well the car was inside the garage for the night. It needs time to acclimate.
He hits the outside temperature button in the car again.
Him: What does the temperature gauge read now? (sees that it reads 41 degrees)
Me: I just showed you!
Him: Well I didn’t look! I was busy performing safety checks in order to keep your cute body safe while I’m driving.
Me: You mean like the safety check where you make sure I put on my seat belt?
He glances over at me, taking his eyes off the road, and sees I’m not wearing my seat belt. He sighs angrily.
Me: Like the safety check where you take your eyes off the road while driving?
Him: (shaking his head as he glances back to the road) I can’t wait to tell you “I told you so” when we are involved in an accident and you’re hurt and I’m not.
Me: (wisely maintains a silence… after a slight giggle)
Mon Mon, your blog entries are just too funny. I think you should write a book just full of conversations you have with J. Your writing is amazing.
Thanks, Mandie. I’m glad you enjoy it! Now there’s an idea for a book!
And your title for your book is Existential Conversations. It would be so cool.
GOD I love these! And that is the perfect title for your book. I want your autograph ahead of time.