Last night The Skimmer said, “Got my colonoscopy appointment.”
“When?”
“October 1st.”
“Nuh-uh.”
“What?”
“C’mon!”
“What?!”
“Uh, the day before is our 20th ... wedding ... anniversary! The day before’s supposed to be the worst part.”
He’s laughing.
“What are you laughing at?”
“Getting a colonoscopy seems fitting then.”
“Shut up! Yeah, cuz I’ve been nothing but a pain in your ass for 20 years? Also. Thanks for remembering our anniversary!”
Now, I’m laughing.
“You said it, I didn’t. Anyway, you should be glad.”
“What?”
“It’s not like I hear the word colonoscopy and immediately think my marriage!”
“Well, I did. Heh.”
The day before has gotten much better.
Just don't plan a nice dinner out that night, unless you're doing the Early Bird Special.
(I said better, not great.)
Posted by: Ken Houghton | August 12, 2009 at 03:31 PM
Skimmer can have my appointment.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | August 12, 2009 at 03:35 PM
When I think "wedding", I think "cancelled World Series"-we were married in October 1994.
Posted by: Michael | August 12, 2009 at 09:38 PM
Oh crikey, that reminds me ...
Posted by: Jeremy | August 13, 2009 at 04:56 AM
Funny - Now, for a new Nobel prize in helping humanity, will someone invent a new drink for prepping the "lovely" event? It is not the event, itself, which is so miserable, but, having to consume that yuck over a four hour period - That last hour, knowing you have to finish is the worst. It is not a Prosit time.
Posted by: Paulfromportland | August 13, 2009 at 08:43 AM
so funny!
Posted by: Kathleen in Oakland | August 13, 2009 at 04:11 PM
Too funny. Although having a husband who actually makes medical appointments in a timely manner is not a bad thing!
I'm another 1994 October wedding. I totally forgot about the baseball strike. wow, bad memory.
Posted by: K | August 14, 2009 at 10:09 AM