30 April
2016
28 April
2016
It gets funnier every year…
Over dinner this evening:
Me: “I do not have any scheduled meetings in the morning. If you are free, we can go out for lunch.”
Sharmila: “No. The pest control guy will come at 10 am.”
Me: “Okay”
And the dinner proceeded.
After about half an hour (when Nikita declared she did not need any more help from me for her homework)…
Me: “Okay, then I am going to go upstairs and retire.”
She: “Are you going to sleep now?”
Me: “No. It is 9PM. I will probably catch up on some reading”
She: “Or you can help me clean up the kitchen”.
[She said this pointing to the one ketchup bottle that was still left after I had cleaned out all the dishes. I will leave the topic of irony here since more is to come]
Me: “I already did it” [as I put the solitary bottle left back in its place]
…and to add some twist to that I continued…
Me: “Now I am going to go upstairs and reflect on twenty three years of our marriage. By the way do you know how many years we have been married?”
Now, if you follow my blogposts regularly, you probably know by now that she absolutely cannot remember our birthdays, our anniversaries and all those good stuff. She will remember your face and name if she met you twenty years back, but she can’t figure out how many years we have been married! I got my twentieth anniversary gift on our nineteenth anniversary!
She knew I was just picking on her. So, she retorted – “I don’t know and I don’t want to know..”. I know she said that but in her mind, she was trying to start the subtraction process. You know how I knew that?
Because, about eight seconds later, she turned around and screamed “IT IS OUR ANNIVERSARY TOMORROW”!
And I stood there scratching my head wanting to ask her – “So, what was your first hint?” 🙂
The best part of twenty three years of marriage? Exactly this kind of moments of comic relief!!
26 April
2016
Habemus Collegium!!
We have a decision on the college!! After a careful selection process befitting how the pope is chosen, we seem to have come up with an answer.
I can’t wait to talk to my dad tomorrow morning about it. I have a vague idea how the conversation will go…
He: “So, she is going to the college near home”?
Me: “No”
He: “But did you not say that would be totally free?”
Me: “Yes. But she is not going there”
He: “Oh! Okay. Is she going to the one that is giving maximum scholarship?”
Me: “No”
He: “No? The one with the next highest scholarship?”
Me: “Not that one either”
He: “Hmmmm. So how much is this college giving where she is going?”
Me: “Actually this is the college that is giving no scholarship?”
A few moments of silence…
He: “What was the highest scholarship she was getting?”
Me: “I think the highest was $25K per year”
More silence as he struggles to multiply 25000 by 67 (exchange rate of dollar to rupee)
And then…
… that is when he is going to kill me 🙂
24 April
2016
From the bartender’s corner – Cucumber Ginger Martini
23 April
2016
From the bartender’s corner – Dempsey
23 April
2016
“I don’t get no respect”
Somehow she thinks I cannot boil a couple of eggs without very detailed instructions. Okay, I will give it to you that once I did try to boil eggs without putting water first. But still…
“Pls. switch it on”??? What was she thinking? I was going to just stare at the eggs and hope they merrily boil away?
Man, “I don’t get no respect” around this house 🙂
16 April
2016
From the bartender’s corner – Irresistible
16 April
2016
The real reason Roger is in Atlanta…
10 April
2016
From the bartender’s corner – Fever’s Flavor
9 April
2016
