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In which i was “kind of” nice

 

As you might recall, Kevin had shoulder surgery a few weeks ago.  If you don’t recall it then you either haven’t been paying attention, don’t read my blog or have no memory (which I really can’t diss you about because neither do I).

 

Meanwhile, Kevin has been working his ass of in business because of numerous factors way too complicated and boring for me to explain in the blog.  Kevin already has the raw end of the deal because he works all the time and I basically do nothing all the time.

 

So, last Sunday we were driving to the gym to do our weekend routine.  First, I always drive when Kevin and I go out because I get car sick and second, I always drive because Kevin drives all swervy which even if I didn’t get car sick then I’d get carsick.

 

Nonetheless, I was driving and as we were leaving the neighborhood we passed my next-door neighbor Ed who was walking his dog.  I stopped and said “hello” and one thing led to another and before we knew it, we had talked about 10 minutes to Ed.  Finally I said I had to go.  Here’s what happened next!

 

Me:                  Well Ed, we need to go work out.  See ya!

Kevin:             Jesus! I thought we would never get going.

Me:                  What’s the big deal?

Kevin:             You just talked to him about 10 minutes.

Me:                  He’s one of “my guys”

Kevin:             Your guys?

Me:                  Yeah, the early morning walking crew.  I love them.

NOTE TO READER:  Ed walks each morning with about 5 guys at 7:00 A.M.  I always see them when I get the paper and then later when they return. Mostly because my dog is besties with Ed’s dog.  By the way, all these guys are between 70 and 80 years old and they crack me up.

 

Kevin:             Well, we’re going to work out

Me:                  What’s the big deal? It was 10 minutes.

Kevin:             Well Lynn, every minute counts

Me:                  Ya know Kevin, I think work is ruining you

Kevin:             How so Lynn?

Me:                  Well, I get that during work you are so incredibly busy so that you need to be efficient about every single second but this is Sunday and you need to chill.

Kevin:             I’m so used to going, going, going that I don’t even know if I CAN chill

Me:                  yeah, you’re so DAMN uptight all the time

Kevin:             my life is pretty chaotic and crazy

Me:                  Ya know what?

Kevin:             what?

Me:                  … today, since you’re so stressed out …

Kevin:             yeah?

Me:                  I’m going to take care of you… kind of

Kevin:             (laughing)  Kind of?

Me:                  well, yeah

Kevin:             it’s unbelievable how you can qualify your statements even when you’re trying to be nice

Me:                  well, you deserve to be kind of taken care of

Kevin:             yeah, I do

Me:                  you’ve had a rough time what with the surgery and business

Kevin:             so, HOW are you going to KIND OF take care of me?

Me:                  well, I’m going to be nice and stuff and help you as long as it doesn’t put me out too much

Kevin:             are you going to make dinner?

Me:                  well, it IS my day off so probably not (Sunday is my day off)

Kevin:             well, what ARE you going to do?

Me:                  I’m not sure…let’s just play it by ear

Kevin:             well, just don’t feed me any chicken soup

Me:                  hey, that wasn’t my fault.  If you hadn’t bothered with all that chewing you would have been able to keep up

Kevin:             I’m SORRY that I tried to chew all the chicken and vegetables that you were forcing down my throat

Me:                  hey, they told me to FEED you after surgery

Kevin:             … and that was you being REALLY nice?

Me:                  yup

Kevin:             and today you’re going to be kind of nice?

Me:                  yup

Kevin:             I can’t wait

Me:                  hey, that sarcasm was uncalled for

See? Even when I try I get dissed!  Why bother?

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16 Comments

  1. By Word of Mouth Musings
    January 23, 2012

    He does appreciate you, I just know it … his life would be dullsville without your brilliance to keep him on track ;)
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    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      I know right? what do they want from me?

  2. Name *
    January 23, 2012

    Gee whiz, you’d already shown him how enjoyable a break to talk to a neighbor can be. What More Could He WANT?

    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      i don’t know why he gets soooo impatient all the time.

  3. Lady Estrogen
    January 23, 2012

    Chewing CAN be bothersome, ya know :)

    I think your efforts are valiant. Bravo!
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    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      He chews SOOOOO annoyingly slow. What does he want with me? i was already bored from waiting all damn day, right???

  4. Pamela D Hart
    January 23, 2012

    “Kevin drives all swervy which even if I didn’t get car sick then I’d get carsick.”

    oh.my.gosh maybe THAT’S why I get car sick! My husband drives all “swervy” too. Is it a male thing, because my son does it too. I probably shouldn’t have let my husband teach him to drive. damn.

    On your “day off” you were driving Kevin to the gym, damn you’re a WONDERFUL wife! I think you way past being “kind of” nice! You’re awesome nice!
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    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      Mmm…I was driving both of us to the gym. We workout and then have coffee

  5. Julie
    January 23, 2012

    I’m going to take care of you … kind of. Sounds like fair warning to me.

    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      Good enough right??

  6. Rebecca Pacrem (@DvrDame)
    January 23, 2012

    Sounds like every man I know. lol
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    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      Hahahaha

  7. Flobits
    January 23, 2012

    Well,

    Taking care of a man (wink), especially who needs some relaxation after so much work (wink wink) leads to only one sin :). Of the loins :D

    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      Well, he just had surgery so …

  8. Flobits
    January 23, 2012

    And still a question: did you take, eventually, care of him? Even kind of :))

    Great day ahead!
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    • Lynn
      January 23, 2012

      Yeaha,, I kind of did..land I always kind of do

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