I come in the house after a hot afternoon working in the yard. I’m sunburned, dehydrated, and covered in sand and potting soil. I waste no time jumping in the shower and was looking forward to a long sit down before dinner. That’s when I heard Don approaching the gate at the top of the stairs.
Don: See ya later.
Kristy: Whoa, whoa, whoa, where are you going?
He doesn’t know where he’s going, but he dressed in what he thinks are traveling clothes. That would include a hat, t-shirt, hoodie, fleece jacket, pajama bottoms and open-toe slip on sandals, no socks. Out of place is a pair of cotton boxer shorts tucked in at the neck of his t-shirt like a bib. I can’t believe he’s ready to head out the door and wants his truck keys.
Kristy: I have to go water everything I transplanted today. That would be a perfect time to go outside if that’s what you want.
Don: Not interested.
Kristy: Have it your way.
Twenty minutes later, he wanders out to the front yard to tell me he’s gonna wake up the 2 turds early in the morning that left with me. I thought he meant the cats who followed me around the yard all afternoon. Apparently, he was referring to Gigi and her friend, who left to go home today.
Kristy: OMG! You mock the Gigi? That’s like poking a bear, you goofball!
Must be payback for Gigi telling him, last night at dinner, what a naughty boy he was the last time she visited with Uncle Gianni. Little does Don know she’s coming back in 4 days.
Note to Self: Get the popcorn ready.