Just the usual

My hubby is away on business. This is a common occurrence in our lives. His recent trip has taken him to three ‘far away’ countries (we’re not talking Chicago or Toronto) over the next couple of weeks. He is so great and calls daily, or more, to check in with us. This time he tells me he is in Kingston. Period. I think he wants me to believe him it is Kingston, Ontario and not Kingston, Jamaica. Nice try. Last night his daily call was around 9:30 PM. The end of the day. I was crashed on the couch like a sad sack surrounded by a mess that resembles what Toys R Us would look like on a 75% off clearance day, the dishes weren’t done and the dust bunnies were so big I was confusing them with the cat. He asked how things were going, and what’s up, you know, the usual. So, I answer, “Oh, not much, just the usual.” He asks “Like what?" and my answer when something like this:

“Oh you know, nothing too exciting. We took the van in for the $30 oil change, which will cost about $175 for ‘other things’. B was playing jump rope with his blankie and fell backwards on to the corner of our bed frame, he only needed 1 ½ stitches, which btw, they didn’t freeze him for, but was a superstar and didn’t cry so we went to “For Toys For Us” for a reward and came home with a new Rescue Hero. The doorbell rang around 2 PM and it was my bestest childhood friend who lives in T.O. who I haven’t seen in almost 2 years. Yes, that friend. Freaked me out I was covered in goosebumps and bawled like a baby and freaked the kids out. We went to a friend’s house for a Happy Hour party/supper thingy with about 15 kids running around which was actually terrific (but not so quiet) so we got home a bit late which meant bedtime was a little squirrelly. B broke the hand held mirror while I was brushing T’s teeth. I sat T on the toilet and told him not to move anywhere, and made B sit at other end of hallway while I cleaned everything up. Good thing I made T sit on the can for 10 minutes cause he had a good dump. Then we finally went to bed and B starts complaining of a sore tummy, but he seems OK now, just hope he isn’t getting a concussion from his head injury. The house is a complete disaster. There are just way too many good shows on Thursday night and we don’t have enough VCR’s for me to tape everything I wanna see and the Boy team just kicked the Girl Team’s ass on The Apprentice. I can’t wait for the ER premiere next. So, nothing much today, just the usual. So, how as your day?”

He told me he loved me very much and hung up.