Friday, October 28, 2011

PRINCESS AND THE PEA


My dear husband was away for over a week. It was supposed to have been four days, but he heard the siren song of the Mini-Cooper, tossed his return tickets in the trash and decided a trek across the nation was just what the doctor ordered.

Just a little info~he's 6'4 and so was his driving companion. Also, they had double the luggage, on account of they flew to the Carolinas to ride motorcycles through Ashville and surrounding areas. Well, it's cold on a bike, so there were helmets, leather jackets, riding boots, snowmobile suits, etc. Anyway, wrap all that up and tie it in a bow called mini, then open it up after a 3 day road trip and see how things turn out.

Actually, things turned out way better than expected. Especially when you consider that Jeff split his eyebrow open immediately upon entering, not ducking quite low enough to climb in, they got caught in an unexpected winter storm where the driver's door froze shut and required the two of them to climb in and out of the passenger side for two days, they pulled away from a gas station, without realizing they'd left the nozzle in the tank, and the Mini sits 3 inches from the asphalt, leaving the two men starring in their own version of The Princess and the Pea for the entire journey.

Surprisingly, they arrived laughing and joyful, which could be due to medication, but listen, who am I to look that gift horse in the mouth?

Speaking of mouths, mine keeps putting stuff inside of it. However, as I type this, I can look in front of me and see the box holding the walking gadget thingy whopper that will keep track of any calories that I leave behind in a burning heap of rubble, if I exercise. So there is intent, no matter what you may have heard.

But somehow, it still seems like toil and labor. And you know how I feel about that kind of verb and noun. Now if there were some sort of adjectives in front of them, like, "DELICIOUS, CHOCOLATY toil." Or "RELAXING, EFFORTLESS labor," well, things might be a little bit different around here.

But until you can find me some of those rectifying adjectives, I'll just keep staring at that gadget box. And hoping you take care of things before it's too late.

It appears I'm a Socialist. Now who is in charge of paying back my student loans?...


8 comments:

Julianna said...

Tony is 6'2"...

He can't even get into my Saturn station wagon. It has 14 inch rims, he may get in, but he'd never get out.

Garden of Egan said...

Sorry about the injury.
Hopefully he will still be able to model.

Ya, about that food flying into mouth thing.
Such a bummer.

Kay said...

Oh, how I wish they had been followed by a cameraman!

IWASNTBLOGGEDYESTERDAY said...

lol,same kay,same lol

Mimi Sue said...

It's funny how husbands can do really weird things as long as it's their idea! AND be joyful about it when they're done. Mimi

Krista said...

I can't believe they climbed into that teeny tiny itsy bitsy car! That is hilarious! How did they make it clear across the country without a single wife there to tell them how to get home?

Sunshine said...

mmm.. it's to bad you aren't more like me because I put absolutely nothing harmful, or of bad report in my mouth....

Ya-- I'm one of THOSE people...

'cept, there was that one..t...oh, no my mistake. I eat everything that is wholesome and good for my body because MY body is a temple.

And, seriously--a mini? is he compensating for something... braw hahahahahaha...

If you can't tell I LOVE to her myself talk. :d I know, I know you wish you were like me. It's a lonesome road, the cross I MUST bare. Some call it my scarlet letter...if you must you can send me the box of Halloween candy I'm sure you've been snacking on. I will dispose of it properly. It's the least I can do.

Just a bed of roses said...

It makes me wonder if they will ever do that again, Jeff and Sterling...but something tells me they had good boy fun and another adventure is soon to be.
Will be waiting to hear about it.

Nice mini coop...hope that's for YOU, princess Lisa. Just don't go Christmas shopping in it, that's what trucks are built for.

what...your still eating Halloween candy, chocolate?