Friday, January 7, 2011

He'll have to try harder than that

Some of the less twisted in the bunch may find this a tad alarming, but Chip and I frequently talk about offing one another. You know, for the insurance money. But only so Mary Clare, Baby L and Buddy can have a better life. Certainly not so mommy can hire a pool boy named Julio.

Actually, now that I think about it, I'm usually the one joking about cashing in on the ol' life insurance policy. But Chip's policy is larger than mine, so really, I'm just being practical. But he's a good sport and plays along. And he can usually go back to sleep after awakening to find me holding a pillow over his head in the middle of the night.

Well, it may have gotten to be a bit too much for the old boy, because while Chip was out of town for a few days this week, a few peculiar things took place. Yesterday morning I plugged the curling iron into the outlet, and was greeted with a huge pop and a spark. A few minutes later, as I cleaned the heavy, full-length mirror that Mary Clare had so lovingly coated with milk, the entire mirror came crashing down. Luckily, Mary Clare was standing farther away -- not because of my admonishments, mind you, but because it offered a better vantage point for admiring her handiwork -- so she still has all of her fingers and toes. And despite having reflexes that can best be described as the opposite of cat-like, I emerged unscathed as well.

Some may say coincidence, but I say bring it, buddy. You'll have to try harder than that to scare me away.

January 8 Update: Chip noted that no one has commented on this post. He thinks it for fear of reprisals. Your silence only makes him stronger.

1 comment:

  1. Deb, I am with you!! When I was happily married, I used to tease Steve that we needed to have a huge life insurance policy on him because if (God forbid) anything should happpen to him, I would be so distraut, I know that I would not be able to cope and function at any type of job. And to help ease my greif, I would probably have to travel the world to exotic locations looking for solace through foreign companionship.


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