I just asked Greg for some blog post ideas. His responses?
– Living with a dog that licks your face
– My cool new last name
– Your bike ride
First off, how much material can you get from a dog that licks your face? Most dogs lick. We happened to have a lovely dog for about eight years who never licked and we took it for granted. We have a dog that licks now, and it’s annoying. As soon as you bend down to put on your shoes, she comes up to you with her tongue a waving. That’s about it.
My cool new last name. Those were his words. Yes, it’s a cool last name, but new? Hello, dear husband, we’ve been married for seven and a half years. It’s not very new. I think he’s just jealous because I get way more comments on it than he does, and he’s had the name all his life.
As for “your bike ride”. My response to him was that I’d gone for a run, not a bike ride. But he reminded me that I’d rode with the kids down to Elliot’s school. It would have been fun, if we hadn’t gone during the windiest, coldest part of the day. Actually, it was still fun. The plan was to play at all three playgrounds, which we did. Five minutes at the first one, five minutes at the second one, and then we spent a little longer at the third one. We were playing Little House on the Prairie. Elliot and Amy were Pa and Ma, and I was Mary. I kept having to stay in our house and look after my sisters while Pa got wood and Ma did who knows what. (Pa actually brought back leaves, pretending they were wood, Ma would just go sit on a different part of the playground doing nothing. Maybe she needed time away from her children.) We played that until the (real) wind blew away our (fake) wood, and I announced our fire was out and we needed to go home. Thankfully everyone was happy to oblige.
We rode home in the wind with Amy struggling, but she did it. Sure, there was whining, but it was freaking windy. I would have whined too, if I thought someone would listen.
Thanks Greg.
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