When your husband "accidentally" wakes you up hours before a civilized time while searching for his missing car keys and says "he's trying hard not to be mad" (at you), would you ever think to check for them in the pants pocket of a house guest?
I'm just askin'...
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No, I would never think to check the pants pocket of a house guest...I think you're good on this one...however, the "husband" should bring home flowers this evening after work and keep his fingers crossed that you're "trying hard not to be mad" at him. ~Elizabeth :)
Funny now, but not so funny at an early hour.
Karl is always looking for his keys....always....and I always tell him that he needs to retrace his actions from when he last remembers having them. That always frustrates him. I love him.
Once I got Karl one of those beeping gizmos that attach to the key ring. It would beep if you clapped your hands. It worked well. Then we couldn't find his keys for probably two months. He made new keys. One day I was outside and kept hearing a faint beeping noise. I followed the sound and found the keys, in the yard. They had fallen out of his pocket while he was up on a ladder. Now, why he had his keys in his pocket while he was working on the house, I have no idea.
So... are you saying the keys were actually in the house guest's pocket? I think I'd frisk that person from now on! And the "husband" needs a kick in the pants pocket. :)
Connie
The husband is entirely without fault/guilt. There will be no flowers. All's I know is....Chris (the wife) drove the husband's car last...when Jerry (the husband) went to look for the keys to that car so he could go to work in order to pay for the lavish lifestyle Chris (the wife) luxuriates in, he looked first in the key drawer that Chris (the wife) established as the key storage area. What, no keys?....What the.....
The "houseguest" is old and feeble and can't be held responsible in any way...besides, he was somewhat responsible for keeping me from backing a fully loaded moving van into a ravine the day prior. I suspect this will be fully documented in a future blog entry. If it does, the part about me being a hillbilly is a big, fat lie. The end.
You're just askin' and I'm just laughin'! I SOOO needed the belly laugh that this provided.
I'm sorry. Not sure how this one will go, but I surely hope it gets played out in the blogosphere for my sake.
Who says you can't have fireworks in a marriage!
You're both very good writers, by the way.
AC
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