The Sweet Husband

The SH and I pray for different things

Just got back from the Urologist and he got a very, very good report, thankfully! He still has a slight infection, so they are starting the antibiotics again, but other than that, he is in great shape. There is no sign of cancer,he is not going to need the prostate surgery, all is really, really good.

I didn't get to go in with him because there was absolutely no parking spaces close enough for him to be able to get in there on time.

When he came out and handed me the report, I almost cried, I have been so tense the past year or so, this is just amazing news.

On the way home, I told him that this day was what I had been praying for. He said, that's not what I have been praying for, then he just shut up.

I kept waiting, and finally said, ok, I'll bite, what have you been praying for? His reply? I pray that never again will I ever hear the words, Ok, babe, I need to talk to you, but you have to promise to not be an ass, ok?

After a few miles of discussion on how, the most simple solution would be, if he would just not BE an ass, nobody would ever have to say that to him, and his declaration that being an ass was like being beautiful, it's all in the eye of the beholder, I realized that this particular solution was probably not going to ever happen.

I did let him know that he would probably continue to hear those words occasionally,and he said, ok, just as long as you know, when I hear them it makes me have gas.

I just got nothing to say to that, nothing at all.