yeah I know you did not ask!
After much gnashing of teeth, after much scrutinizing of checking accounts, after accepting that she would not be 21 again, Señora bit the proverbial bullet and bought herself hearing aids.
This purchased has wrought an unexpected change in my life. In the past when we had a cross transaction I was wont to mutter some reply under my mustache, knowing that it was very unlikely that she would hear my utterance, thus avoiding fueling whatever fire was raging. If she noticed my lips moving, and asked what I said, I would disingenuously reply, “That I love you.” That is no longer an option. I know this to be true as I was in my man cave upstairs talking back to a balky computer when from the kitchen downstairs I heard her ask, “What did you say dear?”
Hopefully I am not too old a dog to learn a new trick, and can avoid being taken to the pound.
Let me see, how many cliches did I manage to get into three short paragraphs…
Keep well.
Oh, you’re in trouble now!