Don't tell me they can't be trained…

Recently, John was practically comatose from overwork and sleep deprivation, when I woke him while getting in bed and he made a remark that if given a fraction of a second to respond while wide awake and alert he would have rather died than say.  He clearly wasn’t thinking straight and it was obviously not meant to be mean spirited.  He spoke these words to me and then, promptly rolled over and fell back to sleep.

I admit to feeling a tad stung at the exact moment, but in seconds I wanted to laugh, just because it really was out of character for him to say something so critical about my appearance.

I wasn’t going to say what he said, (out of deference to him), but it really was harmlessly meant.

He reached up to my face, (I was sitting up reading), and gently touched my cheek.  As I smiled and leaned into his hand a little he mumbled, “You’re getting some deep lines here… I noticed it the other day…”.  He, quite literally, rolled over and went back to sleep.

He was touching my laugh lines.

Needless to say I was… flabbergasted and a touch peeved, (not to mention a wrinkled up old prune), and I also knew, without a doubt, that he would never remember this tomorrow.  So I filled him in the next day and he was properly sorry and contrite, and had no recollection of the remark.

I shared this story with Kessa, the 19 year old child and she was incredulous.  Then a few days later, John told me that Kessa had, “ripped” him.

About what?

“Well, she started in on me about what happened the other night when I made that dumb remark to you about wrinkles and then Keelan walked in and Kes told her about it and they both jumped on me and I wasn’t sure I was gonna get out of here alive.”

HA!  My girls are looking out for me!

OK, fast forward several days to yesterday.  John and I were talking and making lists and whatnot as he was off work.  I told him I need some new  bras.  He said, Oh, Ok, or something like that.  And then made some off color remarks about why he doesn’t want me to wear them at all or some such thing.

After that he casually mentioned that it wasn’t too long ago that I got new bras and I agreed that it wasn’t that long but they really don’t do that much for me and I have my eye on one that will get ‘em up there.  He then looked at me and said “What do you mean?”.

I was in a nightgown and said, “Well, they’re here…and I want them somewhere higher.  Don’t you think?”

He immediately opened his mouth and snapped it shut like he was trying to catch flies.  It’s a wonder he didn’t bite his tongue off.  He then squinted a little, looked slightly pained and very slowly said, “Where do YOU want them to be?”

Heh.  Yeah, he may be careless from time to time but, he’s not that stupid!

About Krissa

Halfasstic.com is a fun outlet for me. My husband and I live here in Dickinson, Texas with a rather full house. We are the proud parents of two daughters, 21 and 20 and I attempt to operate them daily, without a helmet.
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13 Responses to Don't tell me they can't be trained…

  1. Jean M. says:

    LOL! Good for your girls for sticking up for you. Smart on him to not dig his hole deeper. :)

  2. Roger says:

    Wow, I almost published the most inappropriate comment ever. Yikes! I guess I can learn as well. :)

    BTW, my comment wasn’t really that bad, just sort of. Now I must go, soccer practice awaits and I need to run those kids a lot!

    Roger’s last blog post..Sing Me Out To The Ballgame

  3. Kori says:

    Ha! A smart man! One of the things Steve said about two years ago was: “You’re kind of stupid in the mornings, aren’t you?” And even though I KNEW it wasn’t mean spirited, and I KNEW he was referencing my lack of coffee and time in which to savor it, I still carry a bit if a grudge about THAT one, ha ha ha. And me? I like my “girls” somewhere above the bellybutton, thankyouverymuch.

    On a side not, I got that feed thing you have? And ofund out that someone in my FAMILY is reading my blog. Kill me now. It was one hting to know they do, but to be abel to deny it. Now it is in black and white, and all I can think is GREAT. : )

    Kori’s last blog post..Close Your Eyes and Jump

  4. We girls must ALWAYS have each other’s backs. Just sayin’!!! You’ve obviously taught your daughters well:)

    How many new bras did you get?? Heehee!!

    Big Hair Envy’s last blog post..Pay It Forward

  5. witchypoo says:

    While the girls up there will give you confidence, what he may be seeing is that when he’s getting feely, there’s no bra involved. He was puzzled wondering how it was going to benefit HIM. Then the light came on and he thought “happy wife.” Isn’t really that the jist of what Roger wanted to say? Thought so.

    witchypoo’s last blog post..Pain in The Neck and Butt

  6. witchypoo says:

    When I’m not channeling you, I’m stalking you. I decided to install the live feed widget to see who in my family was reading. Wish I had thought of it three weeks ago.

    witchypoo’s last blog post..Pain in The Neck and Butt

  7. Krissa says:

    Yes. As always, you are correct, oh guru, light bearer, life sustainer, and creator of all truth. heh. I look forward to studying and following your ways when I attend the seminar of “Librarians Unusually Mystical Pituitary Yodels”, better known, the world over as L.U.M.P.Y.
    Will you ever be wrong about anything!? Heh
    Love, your devoted friend, Krissa

  8. Haha! Smart man! I tell the guys at work all the time “compliments are ALWAYS welcome, unsolicited advice never is.”

    Serendipitous Girl’s last blog post..Senior Citizen SSG

  9. witchypoo says:

    No need to suck up to me, woman. Your promise of gifts in the mail (I don’t know why they haven’t arrived yet) are sufficient to get you in my good graces.

    witchypoo’s last blog post..Pain in The Neck and Butt

  10. Noe Noe Girl says:

    You have some good girls!
    Funny you mention bras….I need some too. Maybe a trip to VS?

  11. Ree says:

    That’s so cute!

    Next, you should do the old, “Do these pants make me look fat” thing. ;-)

    Ree’s last blog post..Haiku Friday – My Friends the Spammers

  12. Karen says:

    You’ve got your family trained very well. Maybe I could hire you to teach me. My kids would have joined in on Jon’s sleepy side and pointed out several more deepening lines instead of siding with me. And Sam would definitely have gone for the no-bra selection. I need help – obviously my family is slipping away from me.

    Karen’s last blog post..Mystery in the Mountains

  13. Tink says:

    I once had a guy I was dating ask me if I wanted my sandwich breadless because it was less fat. Men are dumb. It’s nice to know they can learn though. ;)

    Tink’s last blog post..Weekly Words Challenge 87!

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