So, after my last post, I noticed people requested to hear Bob’s side of the story. I, for one, loved the idea. Think about it. Bob giving his side of the story would mean he would actually have to share what is going on inside that brain of his. This was going to work out better than I could have even imagined. Or so I thought.
When Bob walked in the door Tuesday night he was laughing as he asked,
“So, are you ready to apologize?”
That’s when I started laughing.
“Apologize? For what? For telling the truth?”
Ok, so now we are both laughing hard enough to make it difficult to speak but not too difficult to chase each other through the house pushing one another. Yeah, we are quite mature like that. Of course, our twelve year old is also laughing and running with us by this time even though she has no idea why.
Anyway, when I told the Great Orator that people were requesting his side of the story, he was thrilled. He promised to let the entire blog world including “all those blog people of yours” know the truth once and for all.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Finally, last night when I asked him when he planned on responding to my post, I got this shockingly uncharacteristic reply. (sarcasm most definitely intended)
“Sorry. I got nuthin.”
Point proven. Case closed.
One last thought. This may be why middle-aged women leave their husbands after 35 years for talkative Cabana boys. I’m just saying……
17 comments:
You're precious...you know that?
Seriously, have you noticed men talk more when together than to their wives?
Let's have a BBQ and chat while our husbands stare at the TV...okay?
Seriously...come over...
Hugs...
Poor Bob. He was put on the spot. Or the spotlight. Give him a few days. In our house we are both talkers. Fortunately most of the time only one is talking at a time!
There are times when I have waited for my husband to respond and either he or I fall asleep. And seriously...the Eurythmics song did me in. Too funny.
there is hope for us yet...just be patient. smiles.
Just letting you know I've typed several responses and all of them were embarrassing. So I deleted. Let's just say... I feel strongly about communication of feelings, thoughts, dreams, and he doesn't seem to have any. Now I'm going to shut up, before I say something awful.
Parsley ~ Does precious mean stupid in Okie? :-)
So when and where? We're game!
Techno ~ In our house, only one of us is a talker. Guess which one.
TSOP ~ Don't you just love Annie Lennox? I mean, for a heathen. ROFL
Brian ~ Ok, if I must and if you promise.
MA ~ Oh, you are killing me! LOL
I think that Bob is just intimidated by you and is afraid to say anything that may make him appear ridiculous in your eyes and the eyes of your readers.
You have, after all, set the bar pretty high over here! Give him some time to organize his thoughts (a few weeks should do) and he will give you the response you deserve. Maybe.
If you guys are still chasing each other and giggling after all those years, I think you'll be all right!
Cabana boy huh…?
Thank you Techno Babe and Tgoette, it takes me a while to collect my thoughts and take no prisoners. I have been in a mini-funk the last few days and have had few thoughts and even fewer things to say. I am coming out of my funk and collecting my thoughts...Stay Tuned
Now, I'm really starting to wonder if we have the same husband.
according to his comment bob actually has a lot to say, so it seems. i can't wait to hear it!
be careful what you wish for, marla...
Oh Bob..Bob..Bob..
Now you've done it. I have to admit that Marla is RIGHT.
God that hurts!
LOL - that is great! My husband waits to talk to me until I'm right in the middle of something. Then, if I tell him that I'm kind of busy he says that I complain that he never talks to me. So... I gotta suck it up and listen, even though I want to gobsmack him sometimes.
Or, I love it when I tell him something and he's actually listening - and then five minutes later he wants to know what I just said.
Nothing, honey - nothing at all...
Bob! LOLOL!
Count your blessing on that one! My husband would seize the moment and concoct some elaborate pity story and then all my friends would love and adore him and think I was a complete moron.
Enjoy your weekend, and tell Bob hello from all your bloggy friends!
Kate
The down side is that a talkative cabana boy knows you want to talk and he will do anything for the *ahem* 'charms' of an older woman.
So, we are left with the choices of 1) a cute-but-mostly-lying cabana boy or 2) a non-talking hubby that we have figured out doesn't think much, much less talk but, at least, he sticks around.
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