Today was my first day back at work in quite a few days. I've been sick and have had in-laws visiting. Since we are short-handed at work and Rob was out much of the week before I had moved to the front office where I could see the door. Now I'm in the habit of working here and my own desk is a mess and so here I sit.
For example, a little bit of shaking has to occur when your husband accuses you of being "one of those embarrassing moms". Pshaw, yeah, seriously. Me? Surely not.
About 10 minutes later I walk past the door to the office and see him waving me in. He's got a funny look on his face. It turns out he has my mother on the speaker phone. He explains to her the situation and insists in a smug kind of way that she tell us her opinion. He does this because he is certain she will agree with him.
Him: What is that?
Me: It's candy corn! Isn't it cute?
Him: Why are you sending this to me?
Him: You're standing right next to me.
Him: Um, no. If you want to be one of those really embarrassing moms, yeah.
Me: What do you mean?
Him: Crocheted candy corn? Nobody wants crocheted candy corn. Why don't you make them something really cool like the ghost?
Me: I don't want to make a ghost. I like the candy corn. It's cute. How can you not think this is cute?
Him: Kids are not nostalgic. They're six. Do the ghost. Or the pumpkin.
My mother, because of her religious convictions doesn't want me to do the ghost. I asked her, ghost aside, which is more cool, the pumpkin or the candy corn?
She says, "Honey, I'm afraid I have to agree with your husband. The pumpkin does sound cuter."
I said, "I knew you would agree with him. You two are just alike. That's why you don't get along, because you're just exactly alike."
Both of them were yukking it up mightily. Ironic since they never agree on anything unless it's to disagree with me. Mom mentioned it takes the two of them to gang up on me to keep me in line.
I said, "Well, fine then. Just remember the next time you two are fighting and want me to referee -- just remember I think you both deserve each other."
And now it's time for an opinion poll. Let me put you on the speaker phone with my mom and Rob. Here you go: