It was a rough night, and I blame my wife.
Anyone who has followed this blog knows that I adore my EC, and would never say anything negative about her in public. But yesterday, she did something that I think justifies a little bit of public scorn.
Yesterday she sang part of this to me:
Yes, The Lonely Goatherd song from the Sound of Music. She didn’t sing the whole thing – mainly just the “Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo” part. I don’t know if it was on purpose, just to mess with me, or if it just slipped out.
I mean who DOES that to someone they love? Seriously!
Since then it has been imbedded in my brain. All through the night It invaded my dreams. I awoke with it on my lips – that and a craving for a Ricola cough drop. And here I am, well into my day, and it is still playing in an endless loop.
I told her last night, and expressed how it made me feel. Her reaction was not of sympathy, or pity, or even support. She laughed at me, and seemed almost self-satisfied. Who is this woman? I mean what “Love Language” is THAT?
I’m sure that eventually I will recover from this mistreatment. If I put on some 80’s music, I’m sure I can replace it soon enough with something a little less insidious. Wish me luck. But, please consider this experience when you communicated with your spouse.
Now I am craving Chicken Bryan from Carrabbas – you know the one with the goat cheese and the lemon butter sauce? I blame her for that too, in a more tangential kind of way.
The only silver lining in this otherwise dark sky is that the goats reminded me of something that I think each of us need to revisit on a regular basis. Yes, I am talking about the fainting goats video.