The Sweet Husband

Sheryl and her Big Pink Gun

I got really depressed and weepy this afternoon. Just down and worried about Sheryl, happy that she is alive,but sad because she's sick and without medication she is going to stay sick and just a general feeling sorry for myself kind of day.

The sweet husband kicks into gear as soon as he noticed how I was feeling. He asks, Do you remember Sept 1, 2010?

I don't even remember this morning, voice breaking, do you expect me to remember 4 years ago?

Ok. do you remember the first time you came home and Sheryl was outside marching up and down the sidewalk with her gun.

I automaticaly got the giggles. Yes, I was so sure you were going to be furious and I tried to get her to come in the house and she wouldn't and I came in the back door and you said, Hey babe, what's up, and I burst into tears and you almost had a stroke because you thought I had wrecked the car.

Do you remember when I went outside and she was shooting it up in the air?

ROFL, Yes I do, you asked her what she was doing and she said Hell , don't you know it's opening day of Dove Season?

Do you remember the neighbor accross the street going out to light his grill?

Yes and Sheryl screaming that she wasn't killing enough doves for the whole damn neighborhood.

Babe, you made it through all those years with a smile on your face, nothing else in this world can ever get you down. Relax, you got this.

I said, do you remember what you said when I told you she was outside carrying a 4 foot hot pink penis and she thought it was a gun?

He said, I think I was speechless.

No, you weren't, you said, I still have mine.

He's still laughing