The entry gate to our community is kind of screwy. It’s supposed to open and close automatically if you’ve got a transponder in your car, but sometimes it just stays open.
Last night, we were driving up to the gate when my wife hunched forward over the steering wheel and asked, “Is the gate open?”
“Oh my god,” I said. “You can’t see if the gate is open?” She has glasses and contacts but doesn’t always wear them.
“Honey,” she said, “life is a journal. Take a risk.”
My son started laughing his head off in the back seat, repeating, “Life is a journal! HA HA HA HA!” over and over.
I told him, “You won’t be laughing when we’re all dead because a blind woman was driving the car.”
I always tell my wife if we die in car wreck, she will have sucked all the air out of the car before it happens. We drive around and all the time, instead of yelling, she simply sucks in all the air, like she is bracing for a collision. I am thinking of actually hitting something sometime, just to show her it is not all that bad, these car wrecks.
Do you think all women over react?
One more thing:
Please don’t let her know I said this about her.
Cosi fan tutti, gl.
Now, I AM impressed.