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Monthly Archives: December 2009
December 28, 2009Posted by on
I saw this ad on craigslist:
Homedics Parafin hand spa. Not much parifin left , but works nice. Walmart sells it new for $29. Box, packing and manual. Sorry for the crappy pictures, the wife wont let me use her nice Canon. call or text Dan xxx-xxx-xxxx. I do not want to trade, I do not need a new TV
Here is the email conversation, from me (“Andrew”) to Dan:
From: Andrew McCormick
Date: Wed, December 23, 2009 2:25:10 PM
Subject: Re: Homedics Paraspa – $11
Is the spa still for sale? I’m interested in it.
From: Dan XXXXXX
Date: Thu, Dec 24, 2009 at 2:47 PM
Sent: Thu, December 24, 2009 2:54:45 PM
Good, I’m hoping it’ll do the trick, but I’m also concerned about how hot the wax gets?
About what size is the spa? About the size of an average cat?
Date: Thu, Dec 24, 2009 at 3:19 PM
Yes , about the size of an avg cat. It has adjustable temp control.
Sent: Thu, December 24, 2009 4:04:42 PM
Sweet, cause she has sensitive skin. Shaving her fur all the time is getting to be a hassle.
So where in Xxxxxxx are you? I can pick it up anytime tomorrow. $11 is fine.
Date: Thu, Dec 24, 2009 at 8:06 PM
ok……….so its not a good idea to put your cat in hot wax. LOL
December 25, 2009Posted by on
I blundered this morning. So what’s new. I manage to achieve this state with disappointing regularity.
My wife was in the midst of one of her headache spells, which often last several days. After getting up and showered, I went back to sit on the bed, where she was reclining, still dealing with the headache. Not much you can say to alleviate things; if you’d had a headache, there’s not much that would cheer you, and you’re not really interested in long detailed conversation. However, I’d been at work yesterday, and at a friend’s house in the evening with Jack and Jill, so I hadn’t seen her in a while.
After a bit, and a backrub, I said I was going downstairs to get some breakfast and coffee, and I’d be right back. She asked if I’d bring some dry cereal, which I agreed to do. So I went to the kitchen, heated something up, and was browsing the net while eating, and she comes downstairs on her own. It was immediately obvious that she was steaming, and when I got up to help her, she said she didn’t need my help, with “that” look on her face. I said I was sorry, not catching on right away to what I’d done wrong, and immediately she said something like, “You’re not sorry! You’d think that after being away all day yesterday, and away all night, that you’d be interested in spending some time with me!” with tears in her voice. What could I say? She got her stuff and went back upstairs.
So I put my stuff away, got a coffee refill, and went upstairs to join her. I clarified that I hadn’t meant I’d bring the breakfast upstairs, and that I was sorry that got misunderstood. No answer. Sitting in silence. Ok, perhaps she’s just too upset to talk about it. I got up and started some ironing that needed to be done. Still nothing. She eventually got up, and was messing about getting her bathrobe on, and I asked what she needed. “I’ll get it,” she said. “I can get it for you. What is it,” I asked. “You’re doing something else,” was the reply. Well, yes, but not something that couldn’t be interrupted, of course. So what does that mean? I still don’t know. I kept ironing, she left, and was messing about downstairs. She finally came up to take a shower, but no words for me. Now I’m the one downstairs, relating all this, trying like crazy not to dwell on what I *feel*, but to just take things as they come.
Should I just grit my teeth and force myself in? Is it just her headache speaking? Did I totally fail as a husband? Is this just one in a string of blunders that make her question my ability to love her? Does she just consider me a stupid man and incapable of being considerate?
Perhaps so. I can be so selfish sometimes. I hate that about myself.
Wish I could start the day over. But I can’t, and so now I’m feeling like crud. But the 3 of us must go to her folks for Christmas this afternoon, and be all happy. So it’s time to put on the fake smile, pretend like everything’s fine.