Messages

Hubby and I have differing schedules, so sometimes the only communication we have for the day is via email. Sometimes the emails are all about plans for the weekend or details of our day. Some are crazy messages from hubby, like the time he explained he had a last minute report due the next day that entailed him time traveling to accomplish it, but he didn't recall time traveling being part of his job description. Or him finishing a rant I want to begin about something involving my day.

Or I receive messages like this one when I'm upset about falling and injuring myself: "Unbelievable; it’s really almost (what’s the opposite of a miracle) a curse. I believe at some time in the past a member of your family must have offended a gypsy, or defiled a corpse, or threw a baby at a troll, or stepped on a fairy, or broke a very large mirror, also a crack might have been stepped on, or traded three magic beans for a favor from a demon, and then it turned out that the beans weren’t really magical but the demon ate them anyway and as a result had horrible indigestion, and then, of course, as is often the case with these demons; who are here illegally taking jobs from American soothsayers, a curse was placed upon your family that caused you to slip and fall in the not too distant future."

Tonight I received a message with this subject line and the following message:
Harry (is that an Edward in your pocket, or are you just happy see me) Potter

I noticed the Twilight Companion book (it’s only been advertised for about a year) and the new Harry Potter DVD are both being released this Tuesday. Muggles and vampire nerds rejoice. I guess the streets will be safe for us normal folk this weekend. Oh, wait…

So hubby is a bit crazy, but he keeps me laughing even during my rants.