Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Our Kind of Normal

Conversation over the phone on the way home for lunch:

Molly: I'm sorry I missed your calls earlier, I was busy all morning.
Mike: Well, I'm sorry I missed your calls earlier, we're just coming home from Newville now. ((note: I didn't call him once this morning))
Molly: Where are you right now?
Mike: I'll give you a hint, it's the place where you like to enjoy your white zinfandel.
Molly: **long pause** I don't know where that is.
Mike: The underpass before rt. 641.

Doesn't miss a beat, that husband. Wickedly funny all the time. Love him.

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