The Wall, Geography and a Poll

 

The Wall

OK, it might have been partially my idea.

I had this idea that we are going to need a gun safe.

Just an idea.

Sometimes they just fall out of my mouth

before I even realize that I am saying them.

You know,

a,

"Did I say that out loud?"

moment.

JWS can normally have several reactions to my ideas.

1. Stare at the tv and feign deaf.

2. WWHHHHHAAATTTT?

(as in, Are you actually crazy?)

or

in the rare case....

when the stars are perfectly aligned..

in his favor, I might add...

3. Great, let's do it!

 

The stars were aligned.

 

or

maybe it was the ...

"There is no way a gun safe is going in the living room."

comment,

that prompted

 

The Wall

 

Those of you that are here often

know that I am a bit of a hoarder.

Those of you,

and you know who you are,

that have actually passed the friendship test

and

have had the privelege to lay actual eyes

on the basement...

well, let's say that you will understand what has

happened here more than anyone.

 

JWS had an "area" in the basement.

My stuff might have been

spilling

into his

"area".

 

So, in preparation for the safe...

he apparently decided

that a wall was the only thing that was going to keep me

my stuff out.

 

The above picture is his side.

This picture is my side.

 

 

Don't call

Buried Alive

yet!

I am still working on it.

Baby steps.

 

 

Geography

 

For lunch a day last week

we ordered Chinese take-out.

 

It was a celebration.

Not an every week occurence.

 

On Friday,

we ate Vietnamese in Pittsburgh

and then on Saturday

as we were planning to go to a Chinese Buffet

with friends,

I say to JWS,

"Oriental food, three times this week,

that is unusual"

Puzzled, he says to me,

"This will only be twice,

lunch and this, what is the third time?"

Me: Vietnamese, on Friday.

JWS:  That is not oriental.

Me: What would you call it? Spanish?

JWS: No, but not Oriental.

Me: Can you point to Vietnam on a map?

JWS:  I would have to see a globe?

 

The argument discussion continued.

Thank Goodness for Google Earth.

 

And now....

The Poll

 

JWS has been conducting an unofficial poll among women.

It is about 70/30 in my favor.

Keep in mind that we live in a pretty redneck/rural area.

In any other civilized society,

I think I would be even farther ahead in this poll.

 

All excited about the possibility of winning,

JWS tells me that he is buying tickets for this

camouflage recliner.

 

Not the one pictured,

but I sure it is a close resemblance.

 

Not to squelch his excitement,

I calmly ask,

"Where do you think that you are going to put that?"

 

Not to my surprise,

I hear,

"Why in the living room, of course!"

 

Every part of my being wants to

scream,

stomp,

grab him by the throat...

wait, did I say that out loud also?

 

Calmly,

I say.

"No."

 

Get that?

No.

Period.

 

He whines, he talks...

another thousand words or so of justification...

and still I say.

 

"no"

"period"

 

And he hasn't even won it.

Hasn't even bought a ticket, yet.

And

We are not "winning" people.

 

So he polls....

every woman he talks to.

And

I am winning.

 

Mind you, I don't want to offend anyone,

this would be fine in a family room.

 

We have a family room...

it is red, white and blue.

Not going there.

No.

Period.

 

So, here is my proposition.

 

Leave a comment.

Let me know your thoughts.

 

I won't judge.

I haven't seen your house.

Maybe it would fit your decor.

I can take honesty.

 

Would you allow this in your main living room? 

 

I, personally think it would be great...

on his side of the wall!