Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Damned if I do...

I swear Hubster is trying to send me to the looney bin. I can't keep up with a single conversation. He will insist he didn't say certain things and then tells me other things over and over again and gets irritated if I point this out. I have a problem repeating myself...when I'm drinking. He doesn't drink. What's the equivalent of zencore...for the "other" head, lol?

One of the ladies in our GNI group got 4 tickets to see Santana in July. We usually do one Summer concert at out girls time. This year it falls on the birthday of one of the ladies' child so she can't make it. Kathy offered up her husband as the fourth and designated driver. I'm not sure he even knows yet. So. I thought it would be nice to offer Hubster the chance to go (we have lawn seats so adding another would be no problem) and keep Troy company. Here's how the conversation went...

Me: Becky got tickets for the 4 of us girls to go see Santana in July and...

Him: Did it ever enter your mind that I may want to go to a concert with you?

Me: Can I finish?

Him: Well did it?

Me: I'm not done and I didn't get the tickets. Becky did.

Him: Well maybe I'd like to go.

Me: Interesting you should say that.

Him: Why?

Me: Can I finish now?

Him: Yes.

Me: Great. As I was saying, Becky got 4 lawn tickets and it turns out that Beth can't go. Kathy has offered up Troy as the 4th and committed him to being the designated driver. I'm not sure he knows this yet but I was wondering if you would like me to get an extra ticket so you could go with us and keep Troy company?

Him: I'm not sure I want to go to a concert with you.


Am I going crazy all alone here? Is anyone else confused?

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