I’ll start. rolled my BD gift, and I’ve had some wine, and I just started thinking of some of the funniest conversations I’ve had with SO, John. I was in the kitchen one day, making a salad, and he came out and started just jabbering to me about how we got some of the neighbors mail, or which night was garbage night…or some such. Suddenly he stopped and said “You’re not even listening to me!”. I said, “Yes I am!”. He said, “No you’re not! You’re just standing there, slicing your tomato and not listening to me at all!”. I laughed and said, “Busted! You’re right. I wasn’t listening.” He kinda‘ wailed, “WHY??? Why aren’t you listening?”. I just said, “Sometimes what I’m thinking about is more interesting to me than what you’re talking about.”. He said, “I’ve been waiting all my life to talk about these things and now you’re here.”. And then we both cracked up. But it was sweet what he said.
Or just show me a sweet kitty. Either way.
Happy birthday, I have a funny story, or so I think. In the 60`s, my family traveled from the midwest to California. We had 4 kids under 13. I was 9, we stopped at a small store, we all went in, I was slow to get to the car. They left!! I sat down on the steps, Infront of the store, an old man came over and sat down. He asked me what are going to do, now that your family has gone? I said, I think I need to find a job. He said silver mines are good work or cattle herder. Maybe 25 minutes later, they returned, mom leapt from the car with tears streaming down her cheeks, she asked if I was scared. I said no, I found a job. She growled, get in the car!!!!