Last night after coming back home, I was teasing Sharmila about something. She was putting up a spirited fight but clearly was not winning the battle of wits. (That is my story and I am sticking to it 🙂 ). So the two girls immediately jumped in to bolster support for mom. But, I think what Niki did next bordered on the extreme 🙂
I will not mention who the subject of this story is – for, like most others, I value my life too – but it was too hilarious not to share.
It was a Sunday afternoon – and like most Sunday afternoons, I was going around doing my business – which means mostly doing maintenance work inside and outside the house and cleaning and organizing stuff. Since the temperatures were a little better, I decided to clean up the garage.
Soon, I noticed a lot of clutter – including shoe boxes lying around. I was almost going to throw them into the garbage when I realized that they actually had shoes inside. Opened a box – and there was a nice pair of running shoes inside. And “nice” to me, means flashy colors 🙂
Of course, worried that *somebody* might have forgotten about them, I went inside the house and had this conversation with her:
Me: “Did you know that your new running shoes are lying around in the garage?”
*Somebody*: “I know. I have not found a matching shirt to buy yet. ”
Me (totally confused): “Ok. So why are the new shoes lying around in the garage? Why are they not in the closet where you keep your shoes?”
*S*: I have run out space for more shoes.
I returned to the task of cleaning up the garage wondering what the hell am I thinking taking a year off from work….
First thing that happened to me this morning:
Niki: Dad, wake up! It is nearly 6.
Me: Why are you awake? (She still has some jetlag)
Niki: I have been awake since 3:45
Me: What? You are going to be in trouble in school.
Niki: Relax dad! I am planning to sleep during Social Studies!!
I think sometimes she forgets that she is still 9 years old.
Both the girls are up very early (jet lag adjustment is still going on). To impress upon Nikita, I told her how I am going to attempt the coldest run of my life (minus 7 degree F with windchill).
Evidently, she is not upbeat on my surviving.
Her very pointed question was “Why don’t you give us your will right now” 🙂
Last night Sharmila and I were in bed watching a sitcom on TV before going off to sleep when I noticed something small and shiny thru the master bedroom windows in the trees. I was trying to figure out whether it was a reflection of a light inside our house that I was seeing on the window or was it moonlight shining on some ice formation on the twigs. I straightened up and asked Sharmila – “Is that the moon”? And then for good measure threw in “Or is that your face”?
You know you have been married for twenty one years by how romantic values cede precedence to practical values. Sharmila looked at my face and the direction in which I was looking and then looking outside, said “What do you mean? How can my face be over there?”
I almost fell off my bed, guffawing! 🙂
(BTW, when teased later, her defense was it was not a full moon :-). Go figure!)
