My husband turned 40 in January. He’s been thinking about things.
“It feels like my life isn’t complete,” he says in the car on a trip to the grocery store together.
I’m thinking he’s finally going to say something rash and dramatic, like: Let’s do it. Let’s move where there are mountains and blue skies year round.
I could go back to New York or I could move west. But being here in the middle where we don’t have family or sunshine or skiing is getting old.
We numbed ourselves to that ache of being far away from family while our children were small. But with a phone call that came this winter about my father being hospitalized for a week after a stroke, it opened up that old desire to go back home.
“What would make it complete?” I asked Skye.
“If I had that t-shirt with the donkey piñata on it that says: I’d hit that.”
“I know what you mean. I can’t believe I’ve gone on this long without getting the one that says: Your retarded.”
Disclaimer: I do realize that “retarded” is on the politically incorrect word list. But when it is purposely paired with an incorrectly spelled word, that’s not politically incorrect. That’s funny!
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love it.
I think the older my hubby gets, the younger he gets in his mind! I am still waiting for him to “grow up”. Although, being young at heart is a good thing too, I suppose.
Well, I’m sorry that you’re not moving back home any time soon. What’s the hold up? There’s nothing worse than living in a place that doesn’t fit you. And that’s really droll about us being your (much bigger) hat because we say: America…Canada’s jock strap. (We don’t really. I just made that up)
LOL! THAT should be a t-shirt!! Submit that!! We can get our picture taken together.
Smart man. I’d rather have a funny t-shirt than a mid-life crisis any day.
Ron, you should read it again, because you are missing out on some good ab work! Oh my gads my sides hurt!
he’s not my retarded, he’s your retarded
where do you find these shirts…. a friend of mine was wearing one the other day it said
New Mexico it’s cleaner than regular Mexico
I almost blew my drink through my nose!
I also like: “Canada, America’s hat”
Great blog as usual. You always make me smile.
get me that donkey shirt and maybe I’ll finally accept being in my forties
I don’t get it. Sorry.
I have to agree with Christine. I was expecting something much deeper and yet you brought me great joy.
I would really love your imput on issues of “the 40’s” as I just started a new blog since this season of my life seems to be bringing on major new growth that isn’t quite comfortable. Feel free to visit and add thoughts and feelings in the topics.
ha,ha! Well maybe moving can be his crisis at 45!
jesus.
(And THAT’S not PI, either, cuz I didn’t use a capital J.
I read it as “hey, Seuss!” So no worries on the PC front.
Amy, you totally brighten my day! I love your blog.
Oh my goodness. Here I was thinking this was going to be a little on the serious side, but I must have forgotten who’s blog I was reading. I have tears running down my cheeks from laughing at this post. No, it’s not that it’s amazingly hilarious, (which it is, Amy), but because it is so totally opposite of what I thought I was about to read.
Way to always keep us guessing. LOLOLOL