Saturday, March 14, 2009

Oh That Sense of Humor of His - Chapter 17


It was the middle of the night. It was warm and I was comfortable. A shift in the bed caused me to open my eyes. Don was sitting up on the side of our bed.

"What is wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing? he whispered. He got up and stated to walk around the bed.

"Where are you going?" I sat up.

"Into the den." he replied.

Waiting for an explanation that it did not seem like I was going to get, I asked, "Why?"

He stood in the doorway and a long silence followed before he answered."I am going to pull my own finger!"

I was so mad at him for making me laugh so hard. It was forever before I could go back to sleep!

5 comments:

Brenda said...

That is to funny. Great that he could do this. I know my husband is a big baby when sick so I have no idea how we would make it. You are a special couple.

Vintage Linen Treasures said...

That's funny! What a great sense of humor! And what a nice, considerate hubby to, um, pull his finger in a different room!
Patricia

pedalpower said...

I was thinking the same thing....how nice of him to go to the other room!LOL

Helen said...

.... keep this sweet sense of laughter and humor forever. It makes you stronger.

justabeachkat said...

Hi Julie

We're still in California and having fun. My computer time is limited but I had a few minutes this morning and wanted to say Hi and let you know you're in my prayers.


Hugs!
Kat