I am Married to an Old Fart
April 28, 2006
This past week, Daren went to the Willie Nelson concert. With his Mother. And his Father. And his Uncle. And his 80-something year old Grandmother. Now I’m all for a family outing, but going to a Willie Nelson concert? I have to draw the line. It’s bad enough that Daren listens to talk-radio.
I was invited to go, but truthfully I don’t think I could have managed to go there without a bottle of shampoo, a scrub brush and a pair of scissors. Willie Nelson is a wonderful singer, but he really needs some help in terms of that hair.
Daren text messaged me from the concert, I’m assuming that it was during intermission:
“Willie kicks ass.”
“Willie smells like kife and needs a haircut.”
“Infidel!” he shot back.
“I love you even though you love Willie. Love is blind like that.”
“You’re damn right u luv me” What is he, 13? u luv me?
“You’re pretty mouthy. Does your Willie hurt or something?”
“Yes can u help me?” Geez with the “u.” It’s hard to find him attractive when all I can think about is that my teenage cousins type like that.
“Not tonight dear. There’s a red ribbon in the typewriter. Write the letter yourself. xo”
I heard nothing back so I’m assuming Willie started playing again, or I sufficiently grossed my husband out.
When he got home, I put his teeth in a glass on the nightstand with some Polident, and slathered prescription cream on his Psoriasis. Then we lay there in our Insta-matic double beds and talked about the neighbours until his excitement kicked in about tomorrow being garbage day. Course he fell asleep in the middle of his sentence, eventually snoring like a buffalo. So I had to clap off the lights and try and sleep through the noise.
April 28th, 2006 at 12:31 pm
HAHA that’s so funny!
And I don’t type like that, Jo does
April 28th, 2006 at 6:32 pm
bwahahaha!
you go out in public with him?
April 30th, 2006 at 7:31 pm
red ribbon - teehee!
MY DH went to see BB king on friday, i called him an old fart because I was sooo green with envy!
May 15th, 2006 at 4:42 pm
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