After dinner as the husband sprawls across the couch watching television with the intensity of an owl eye-ing a mouse. The husband who has exams in a week…
Me: Oh, it does look like your books are studying itself.
Voon: Oh, and it seems to be doing a real good job.
Silence. He actually looked like he meant what he said. He looks right on serious! Not a hint of a smile.
I am thinking I am this close to throwing my shoe at him, except I don’t wear shoes at home.
And when I couldn’t hold it in any longer – I burst out laughing.
What is he? Like 12 years old?
Me: Do you still read my blog?
Me: Why not? Have you lost interest in all that I have to share on the worldwide web?
Voon: But you talk so much everyday already!
I am so exasperated…..
He continues to ignore me. And continues staring into the idiot box. Worse – the channel surfing has started… none of which to my favourite channels… Flick… Flick… Flick…
What is this? Have we been married for a billion years?!
I am not even going to start on the pre-bedtime conversation we were having the other day when he called my conversation one of no substance… NON-SUBSTANCE it seems!
Almost 4 months… that is how long since we have now been married.