by Mama Mabel
Awhile back I was very hormonal. Everything got to me. I cried a lot and was convinced that no one liked me and the world was in a conspiracy to be mean to me. Then I went home to Coondog. He greeted me sweetly when I walked in the door despite the fact that he was at the end of a long day of toddler chasing. He realized I was being a crazy woman and asked what would make me happy. Then he took me out for burgers because I didn't want any of the food in our house. This was an extravagance because we had to use the gas to drive back to town plus the extra money is costs to eat out rather than to cook at home. But he deemed it a necessary extravagance for my benefit. I warned him that in my state, the happy might not last long. Boy was I a downer. He (very nicely) heckled me into getting the monster burger with everything on it. It was as luxuriously delicious as he knew it would be. I was happy for days.
Awhile back I was very hormonal. Everything got to me. I cried a lot and was convinced that no one liked me and the world was in a conspiracy to be mean to me. Then I went home to Coondog. He greeted me sweetly when I walked in the door despite the fact that he was at the end of a long day of toddler chasing. He realized I was being a crazy woman and asked what would make me happy. Then he took me out for burgers because I didn't want any of the food in our house. This was an extravagance because we had to use the gas to drive back to town plus the extra money is costs to eat out rather than to cook at home. But he deemed it a necessary extravagance for my benefit. I warned him that in my state, the happy might not last long. Boy was I a downer. He (very nicely) heckled me into getting the monster burger with everything on it. It was as luxuriously delicious as he knew it would be. I was happy for days.
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