Over lunch today, D told me that the bed we have in our room was chosen by his mother when he went off to College. I told him that explains why it is a dinky Double instead of a studly King. He added that actually, he complained about the size at first as he had a rather dinky room and he thought it would be better to get a single bed. As a female, presumably with motherly instincts (well, except for those women who drown their kids in bathtubs and cars), I cannot imagine his Mother's reaction. I would be highly disturbed at such apparent lack of foresight.
I told D that when we have a kid, and he goes to college, we will also help him choose a bed. In fact, when we go shopping we will both pretend to test it out. Boy will that put him in therapy for years.
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i think its cute that you guys talk about what you will do to kiddies. ahhhhh sweet!
azuradec
i know why i love reading you, sof. you are so hilariously, unapologetically wicked! :D
btw, h caught me chuckling over your last entry. he came and read it over my shoulders. i had to shush him because he kept going "damn right, damn right" in my ears. according to him there was no call for as many as 10 hypotheses in his field [fusion physics], but he otherwise commiserated with you, sof (and zures). he'd been there.
Thanks Anon. And Genes, yes, we should write about teh start of our crazy frinedship.
aiyyo, i terforgot to sign again. anon = moi, yam. :D
Sweet..sweet...
p/s: Mother tried to pick up a bed for us when we got hitched. That was the first time the missus said no to Mother (she said it reminded her of the Sex & The City episode where Charlotte went bed shopping then the mother in law came and turned it into a nightmare)
KaiserSoze
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