On Saturday, my husband offered to take me to an outdoor book sale at the Chase-Cory House, not far from where I live. I usually attend this book sale every year, but this year, I was so super busy and crunched for time---overseeing a huge construction project at Sophia Petrillo's house (the Mama)---that I decided I wasn't in the mood to browse. Actually, I had a stress induced migraine and the thought of looking through old books in the hot sun, made me want to vomit.
As we drove to Sophia's together, to witness what looked like a bunch of dudes testing missiles on her house, the following conversation ensued...
Hubby: Why don't we go to the book sale for a little while?
Me: Not into it today. I need to be at my mother's.
Hubby: How about just an hour?
Me: No, thanks. I really need to get to my mother's. It's raining tar shingles over there.
Hubby: Are you sure? You love that book sale!
Me: Yeah. I'm sure. Thanks, anyway.
Hubby: I don't know.....I think we should go for just a little while. It'll make you feel better.
Me: Seriously, dude. My mother's house is a disaster. I need to get there ASAP so I can be the buffer between her and the contractors. She.Will.Drive.Them.Nuts.
Hubby: Fine. But, when you miss out on finding a first edition of The Man and the Whale, you'll be SORRYYYY!
Me: A first edition of THE WHAT?
Hubby: THE MAN AND THE WHALE...You always hear about people scoring first editions of old classics at book sales and yard sales for wicked cheap money.
Me: The Old Man and The Sea?
Hubby: NO. THE MAN AND THE WHALE. You must've read it. You went to college.
Me: Ummm.....Moby Dick?
Hubby: Oh, wait.....Is that what it is?
Hubby: Oh, Jesus. Here we go....
Me: THE MAN AND THE WHALE!!!! BAHAHAHAHAHA!
*In related news, if you'd like to purchase a copy of Paul Costa's The Man and the Whale, you won't find it at Amazon.com, cuz that shit don't exist, y'all.
**In even more related news, I went to a bridal shower on Sunday (more about that later). While there, I was asked to write down--on a 3x5 index card (A) my name and how many years I've been married and (B) some advice on what makes a successful marriage. Easily, I filled out both sides of the card. But the first thing I wrote was:
"Make each other laugh."
My husband does that for me all the time....even when he's not trying to.