17/365: Things my husband has said during Snowpocalypse

My husband is a great guy. He drives me crazy, but he’s great. And he puts up with my nonsense. The truth is he hate sitting still and he hasn’t said it, but I know being home from work and not being able to drive in the roads. Right this minute it’s 8:45, we’re watching tv, and he got a basket of the kids’ clothes to fold. That’s how much he hates to “do nothing.” Because he’s here and because I’m here to record his nonsense, I’m going to share the things he has said during the Snowpocalypse.

“Now, who’s in poverty?” after putting on This is Us 30 minutes in and he’s seen it once. No one is in poverty.

“Is something burning?” 15 minutes after turning on the gas fireplace.

“Why don’t you do that?” while watching a commercial for the Olympics with a 20-something snowboarder.

“This is NCIS: NEW ORLEANS?” Two minutes before This is Us is over.

He puts on the end of one of the newer Star Trek movies. At the end Kirk has to kick part of the ship’s engine (or some mess) back into alignment. “It’s like when I fixed the alternator on my truck.” That was 19 years ago. He talks about it like it was last week.

AND BREAK.

I’m honestly livid at the moment. I’ve been blogging on the WordPress app on my phone since I had my stupid finger surgery because I haven’t been able to type on my MacBook. And guess what. No really, guess. Yep. I’ve been writing this post off and on as the husband has said various things and was halfway through this post (what’s above) when I tapped the app and it crashed. Then I tapped the app and it crashed again. And so on and so on and so on. I tried logging on from three phone browsers — but each one brought me back to my OLD WordPress site from 2008. Finally, I got out the laptop and penned this.

And that, Dear Readers, is how I’ve spent the last hour and a half. I was going to quote my bro Billy Shakespeare, but I’ve got a case of I Dontgiveafuckness and I’m going to watch a couple of hours of Psych.