Biggy is fixing his Eggo's in the kitchen, from where he can see the goings-on in the sunroom, where I am. Fay is tossing and rolling in something small and brown on the floor, and I'm feeding all the rodents:

Biggy: What's Fay got--a bug?

TR: No, it's a piece of dog food. She pretends it's alive.

Biggy: Stupid dog.

TR: She's not stupid; she has a good imagination. something you wouldn't know about.

Biggy: Have you given the guinea pigs anything to chew on?

TR: I'm taking good care of them; don't you worry.

Biggy: You know, you're going to be one of those old ladies with, like, a hundred cats and shit everywhere.

TR: Is that all you've got, really? Did you come up with that all by yourself?

Biggy: (silence)

TR: Make sure you leave the butter on the counter so I can put it up like I do every morning. I wouldn't want you to stretch your imagination and think of something else to do with it.


biggy said...


Tania Rochelle said...

"Life is never boring but some people choose to be bored." --- Dr. Wayne Dyer

biggy said...

“The only way a woman can ever reform her husband is by boring him so completely that he loses all possible interest in life”---Oscar Wilde

Tania Rochelle said...

So you concede you're in need of reforming?

biggy said...

No, I just assumed that's what you've been trying to do:)

Collin said...

Blog as marriage counseling. Who woulda thunk it?

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