(My mom and I are driving around town during the Christmas season. In the car stereo is a very old, very scratchy CD that skips frequently.)
Music From CD: “Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy, do you hear what I hear?” *CD skips and stops for several seconds*
Mom: “Silence…”
Me: “…of the lambs?”
(My husband and I have just spent a long, summer day out running around, tending to errands. His car at the time has no air-conditioning, so we have the windows rolled down. I’m leaning my head against the window sill trying to cool down on the way home.)
Husband: “I think we are about ten minutes away now. I’m exhausted.”
Me: “Me, too. I just want to lay in the A/C.”
(Between that exchange and our arrival home, I daydream of a large glass of icy water briefly, but never say anything. When we pull into the driveway:)
Husband: “Okay, sweetheart, we’re home. Let’s get you inside and get you that giant glass of water!”
Me: *stunned* “How did you know I wanted a giant glass of water?”
Husband: “You told me so!”
Me: “I… never said anything. I thought about it hard, but I never said it!”
Husband: “Well, quit thinking so loud! That was all I heard about on the way back!”
(My grandmother had eight kids, five of them boys, so the family tends to look to her for parenting advice. Mom is her daughter-in-law.)
Mom: “You know how [Cousin] is pregnant? We were talking the other day about how her mother-in-law wants the baby circumcised. Did you ever think about having the boys circumcised?”
Grandma: “Of course I have. They’re all circumcised!”
Mom: “What? [Dad]’s not!
Grandma: “Oh, did I miss one?”
(My husband and I have just been arguing while on a car ride. We have both been silent for a little while. Finally, convinced I am stewing and need to get things off my chest, my husband speaks up.)
Husband: *sighs* “What are you thinking about?”
Me: “You won’t believe me.”
Husband: *bracing himself* “What are you thinking about, honey?”
Me: “Well… I was thinking about [modern type of house] and wondering how much square footage you actually save versus a [classical type of house], if any, and who thought that they were a good idea.”
(My brain does tend to move on quickly! My husband and I had a good laugh about it and we made up.)
(I am driving home from picking my boyfriend up from work. He is in the passenger seat to my right, and the windows are down.)
Me: “How was work?”
Boyfriend: “So busy. Ran out of pretty much everything at one point.”
Me: “What were you doing?”
Boyfriend: “Making the sandwiches.”
Me: *pushes buttons to put windows up*
Boyfriend: “Aww, but your hair looked cool. It was whipping around… like Medusa!”
Me: “Beautiful Medusa or Scary Snake Lady Medusa?”
Boyfriend: “Scary Snake Lady Medusa.”
Me: “I don’t know if I should take that as a compliment or not.”
