Friday, September 30, 2011

Judge, Jury, and ...

"What did you do," I ask without looking up, "egg someone?"

"How'd you know?"

I drop a dish in the sink, surprised that I got it in one. "Spill."

"Well," hubby scratches the top of his head, "some teenage boys tossed soda cans over our fence and into the pool. So I waited a few minutes and then followed them in your car."

"My car?" I squeak. I don't want to be a teen target. I don't want egg yolks splattered on my windshield, or, or ... I slam my hands on my hips and narrow my eyes. "Rob damm it, I ..."

He cuts me off. "Don't worry, it's dark, and I tracked them from a side street and then lobbed a handful of eggs over the car as I passed them at an intersection."

I give a horrified choke of laughter. "And?"

Delighted, he grins back. "Bullseye. Hit one on the top of the head." I groan and he adds, "Don't worry, boys are oblivious."

Uh huh, maybe, but this is why Beamer says I'm on the bus to hell and Rob's driving.

22 comments:

  1. You definitely married the right guy.

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  2. I see you're acquainted with hubby's gene pool.

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  3. Now I'm lovin' your husband! ha ha ha Been fallin' for you right along here and bam! here comes the exact perfectly matched set!

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  4. Hang on, my house was egged a couple of months ago. Where was your husband that night as I think I've found a suspect? :)

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  5. thank you for my regular chuckle fest!!!

    My hubby keeps asking me what I am laughing at... I told him there was more than one of him in the world.

    cheers

    M

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  6. Hello RCL, I love to have you visit as well. Someday I'll tell you about Mom's timeout session during the annual church margarita fest. (Psst, what about David Niven?)

    Hi Jo, what a lovely thing to say. Thank you.
    Rob Dammit is definitely twisted in my direction, but he has a big heart.

    Greg, he deserves the blame, unfortunately he sees that as high praise.
    *IT took me forever to find you again, but this time I have your site book marked.

    Marlia you are a delight. Good luck with hubby, but sometimes all you can do is sit back and enjoy the workings of the male mind.
    *Uh, hi Greg :)

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  7. This made me strangely happy! Rob sounds like my kind of guy!

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  8. Hey there, Diva Person. Got turned onto your blog by your sister Jennifer when I met her and Dave at the wonderful Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival in Golden Gate Park yesterday. Those guys are great! As was the music, the vibes, a sea of happy people, great weather. Wow! Anyway, just saying hello. Keep on a'bloggin'!

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  9. LOL...I like your hubby's brand of justice.

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  10. i laugh everytime.... gene you are good!...

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  11. Oh Linda, he makes me strangely happy too.

    Hi Steve, they are fun, thanks for stopping by.

    Darlene, the inner workings of that boy's mind are scary to behold.

    A.K. & Daph, you got me chuckling. Thanks :)

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  12. I guess it's true what they say about a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!

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  13. How fun!!! At least you are never bored. :) Now I wanna egg something... Hmmm... he's a bad example... :)

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  14. I hate to say it. I do. But in this house, the same thing would occur. My husband and I have not grown beyond the maturity of a 12 year old boy. It's why we've stayed married for so long.

    Congratulations on the egging.

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  15. Hi Joann, thanks for sticking around. Maturity is overrated and I'm always happy when I'm not the target. (Though I'm usually laughing when I am.)

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  16. Hahahaha. I wish I had been there to laugh and point.

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  17. As long as I'm not implicated in his schemes, I find them funny too. Thanks for the visit Nari.

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