Sometimes you just have to laugh at the conversations around here. We have an ongoing joke about potatoes . . how are you going to cook them tonight because we have so many in the garden. Yesterday at lunch, Vince said “How are you fixing the potatoes tonight?” and I said “mashed, with gravy”.
On his way back to work, he took one of the drawer fronts to get paint matched and they tried several times and were having a hard time getting it right so he told them he would come back and get it after work. He called me and told me that they couldn’t get it right so he had to go back there after work. Fine.
We have to go to Abilene this week and over the weekend, Vince was looking online for restaurant recommendations. We don’t go there enough to know the good places to eat. He found a Chinese restaurant. I said “I don’t really like Chinese” (which he should know by now!). He found another Chinese restaurant. I said “I would rather eat somewhere besides Chinese.” He found the third Chinese restaurant and I said “Whatever you want is fine with me!”
So, yesterday afternoon, he came home from work just as I was putting sourdough bread in the oven to bake and was peeling the potatoes for dinner.
Vince: You ready?
Vince: We have to go to Sherwin-Williams.
Me: I thought you were going after work.
Vince: This is after work!
Me: No . . I thought you were going straight there from work.
Vince: No, I thought we would go eat Chinese (which is in the same shopping area as Sherwin-Williams).
Me: Vince! You have to tell me these things ahead of time. I just put bread in the oven!
Vince: I did tell you ahead of time.
Last night, we did not go to Sherwin-Williams. We did not go eat Chinese.
This morning Vince called about the phone/internet (internet is working great — phone, not so much!) and he said “Do you want to meet me at the Chinese restaurant at 11:15?” NO! Not really! But, I said “yes . . you you there!” I can assure you that by the time you read this blog post, Vince and I will have had a conversation very similar to this:
Vince: It’s never as good as I think it’s going to be.
Vince: I’m not going back there again.
I will want to say “You said that last time too” but I will not say it.