I am the B word. I totally am, and I'm not sorry either, well, maybe for a hot minute I was, but it was just too damn funny to be sorry about it.
Yesterday I told you about me being easily startled. There is another issue I have, have had all my life,if I see someone start running toward me, I run away, screaming like a 3 year old. I have done it all of my life.
The sweet husband would never try to deliberately scare me, BUT he would wait til I was in another room and tell our baby,when she was probably 4 or 5, chase mama when she comes back in here, they would laugh and laugh.
Then when the grandbabies came along, same thing.
Every time I would tell him, payback will come eventually big boy.
Today it did. He went to the bathroom and I stood at the end of the hall past the bathroom door, and as he opened the door to come out, I ran down the hall screaming at the top of my lungs, He screamed and put his hands over his ribs and ran also.
I knew what he was running to get, so I was trying to stop laughing long enough to make sure he didn't start shooting up the house, but it was so funny I couldn't get a word out.
I know, we are way too old for this, but gosh it was funny. He just shook his head and said, Ok when I die with a heart attack and you call 911 what are you going to tell them? I said I'm gonna tell them the truth, you came out of the bathroom, ran down the hall screaming and grabbed your pistol and fell over dead. Officer, I have no clue what caused all that, if he hadn't died, it would have been the funniest sight I have ever seen.
He will probably start speaking to me again when he gets hungry.
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