It never ceases to amaze me. The Squeeze, though he has clicked over to 71 years old now, occasionally doesn't realise what he is saying or doing. You would think after living with me he would walk on eggshells! It's funny if I have a knife in my hands and walk in the room; he flinches and jumps; I must say, it's a scream to watch!
Maybe it is as simple that he does know, but gets a laugh from it... Exacting his little revenge...
He has been living here for six or seven blissful years now and we've bought the odd thing together, but unless it's a television; he is not interested. I had to really push for a new leather couch and some chairs!
I bought this groovy thing for the kitchen. It has all our photos on there and some are beautiful ones of when I was young; or he was. And our kids are all little, no bigger than toddlers.
We have beautiful pics fly past, from when we went to Santorini, or to Paris... Thailand and Vietnam. There are old pics on there also. Ones from overseas trips from years ago, seeing us smile. We are tanned, thin and a lot fewer wrinkles on the face. I believe at least once, I've seen one of my ex-husbands fly past.
But I digress...
My problem is that every time I walk into the kitchen, a photo of the Squeeze with his old girlfriend Dianne D zooms up.
It is without fail. I bet if I walked in the kitchen now - there she'd be! And I scream, and he laughs.
But I always have the last laugh.
When my mother was over here for lunch and saw the pic come up, she said "Is that your mother?", to which he just stared, and I laughed my arse off.
So, I always say, "that pic of you and your mother comes up as soon as I walk in the room!!"
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Thanks. Better check it out but it should be up today!