Flint is always doing something silly... is a funny man... funny funny funny man...

I often worry that people around us think we're just total spazzes... then it occurs to me that it is probably the case... we probably are

Mine tried to call me from work on my cell phone...which was in his pocket. When he heard the cell phone ringing he hung up the work phone, thinking it was I, calling from my work phone...when he answered the cell, he was frustrated to find that I had already given up and hung up (except that it was he who had hung up on himself.)

lol...nice one case.

I have another car incident to add to my husbands list.

This morning he pulled into the corner store to pick up a paper to read on the train on the way to work as per usual. He parked next to a white car.

When he came out of the shop, he got into a white car - which happened to be parked next to our white car - by mistake. Then he got his legs stuck under the steering wheel because the other white car was driven by a much shorter woman. Apparently the owner of the car just about pissed herself laughing when he explained what he was doing in her car. I did the same when he called me a short while ago to tell me.

Awesome, Ali. I often worry I might do that, myself (get into the wrong car.)

My previous car was a 2000 Silver Taurus SEL. There are about a billion of those things around. I seriously can't count how many times I stood in front of someone else's going:

::click::

::click click::

::CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK::

"Shit. The battery must have died in the fob" as I'm hitting the unlock button and nothing is happening.

Light blue Honda CRV's are getting pretty popular, too. (sigh)

One of my favorite Reader's Digest reader submittal jokes was about a guy telling how he let his big dogs ride in the back of his truck to the store. He very sternly told them to 'STAY.' (My brother's Golden would do just that.) He came out of the store and they were, indeed, in the back of a truck...the WRONG truck.

That story cracks me up when I think about those big goofy dogs, probably thinking "we fooled him, we saw him coming and we got back in the truck."

When we first started seeing each other I had a cat that was more like an angry raccoon to everyone but me. Big Siamese mix that was possessive so when she saw me lying on the floor, arms behind my head talking to That Man, she climbed onto my stomach and glared at him. I whined about the cat weighing so much, and continued talking, but he thought he'd help get her off me. Being unfamiliar with cats but very eager to help, he made big clawed hands and HISSSSSed at the cat. It scared her off all right - and she came this//close to disemboweling me with her claws, too. It's OK because the wounds are all healed and I get a lot of mileage from the story.

that is a funny one.

that's funny. it reminds me of a time years ago when i was living alone. I had a cat and a small sheltie. they were best friends and they both slept on my bed, with the cat usually waiting til I was asleep before curling up on me and the dog near her.

One night I was sound asleep right up until:

THUMP!
YELP!
HISS!
BARK! BARK! BARK!
HISS!
SHIT!

The dog fell off the bed scaring himself. That scared the cat who had been asleep curled up on my arm. She jumped straight in the air clawing anything she could reach. Then they were both scaring eachother. By the time I got up and turned on the light I had blood running down my arm from a 3 inch cut across my bicep and minor scratches on my head, the dog was backed into a corner with his fur up barking, and the cat was perched on top of the shelves hissing.

Twelve years later it is still the most noticeable scar on my body.

Mine took the glass shower door, including tracks, off to clean in a house we rented once, then put them back on backwards, so water ran all over the floor the first time the shower was used.

When I was pregnant, I would get soooooooo tired in the afternoon. I would literally just hit a wall and could not function. I would usually put my head down on my desk and take a short nap over lunch break.

In the bathroom stall one day that was particularly bad I thought "I'll just lean here against the toilet paper thingie for juuuuuuust a minute and rest my eyes. I fell dead asleep and woke up when I lost my balance. I was there long enough for my legs to go numb. . .
I was lucky I didn't actually fall off.

My wife likes to fall asleep sitting up and mouth-breathe, sometimes snoring into the bargain.

Last Sunday, a friend and I rented a plane and flew to Ocean City in NJ to let her experience the Boardwalk and the horror that is a Jersey beach. As we are droning along (if you've ever flown in a Cessna, you know how noisy they tend to be), he and I are pointing things out to her as well as to each other (other traffic).

I pull off my headset when she fails to respond to a question and look back to check on her and sure enough, sound asleep, head back, mouth open and snoring to beat the band.

I tried to bribe John to do a STEEP turn about a point but he refused, citing traffic (it was busy that day) and fears that shifting her could upset the plane's trim.

He's not as much fun as he claims!

I hope you didn't share that with Mrs. R.