Seriously Wierd
Late last night, Anna and I were driving home after a trip to the airport. She was accusing me of being a bit wierd (I don’t remember what I was doing at the time). So I asked her if she wanted me to be serious. She protested, becuase usually that was a segue into something seriously wierd.
But it had been too long since I had done that, so I struggled. I did the serious beard-stroking thingee. I did the serious pursing of the lips and brow, but still nothing came. I finally gave up.
“I can’t be serious it has been too long.
What a Tragedy.
Or is it a Stregety.
Or maybe a Strategy.
–pause a couple beats–
Or it could be foot odor.”
At this point Anna was gone. She was laughing so hard that she was crying. I was just hoping that she was still breathing.
I love making my family laugh and that makes me laugh and life is good.
Maybe you had to be there.
