The Sweet Husband

Foibles

With this crazy family, almost anything can happen, and usually does.

This weekend, the granddaughter was getting ready to go home, we had bought school clothes, or her mom did, for once I just got to go along for the ride, which, by the way was an AWESOME change of pace!

This time spent riding to and from whereever we are going is usually spent psycoanalyzing Granny, if that gets boring then they start on Poppy ,and that is never boring, but does sometimes require a longer trip.

This trip, Mom and Heavan tell me that they can tell when I am the saddest, because that is when I usually laugh the most. I explained to them that yes, I do try to take my mind off my worries with humor, and they might try using that technique instead of the whining and nagging one they seem to prefer, it works better, and is much less irritating, especially for their mother/grandmother. But also, human foibles are genuinely funny, and a lot of the time no mattter how sad I am, then there is truly funny stuff going on and I prefer to concentrate on that.

First, the daughter, son-in-law and the ganddaughter all look at each other, the granddaughter says foibles? She used the word foibles, I have only read about that in books. The daugter says I don't think that is even a damn word, mama. The sweet husband says, is that anything like testicles? The son in law and I are collapsing laughing.

See, I was right all along, I knew it.