Him: Well, what about the Arizona State football game today. They are playing Stanford.
Me: Stanford? Don't you wish we could go there and see the leaves? But, no, I don't want to write about that.
Me: And on top of that I think the other team has an unfair advantage because the poor Arizona boys are going to freeze up there!
Him: Well, first of all StaMford is in Connecticut, StaNford is in California.
Me: Well, I don't care, I still don't want to write about that.
Him: Wellllll...do you want to write about the giant bag of eggplant you are making me haul to the neighbors?
Me: Well, no...
Him: Welll....there are some other football games on...
Me: no, nO, No, NOOOOO! No football games. What can I write about?
Him: Well, I don't know. You haven't liked any of my ideas yet...
Me: Of course not. They were stupid ideas.
Me: Why are you looking at me like that?
Him: Oh, for pete's sake. I am going to deliver the eggplant. Why do you even ask me when you won't listen to my ideas anyway.
So...he's gone delivering the eggplant and I ask you, my blog friends, what in the world was that about?
Some people get so cranky about nothing.
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