[ring, ring]
Hugely patient husband who is busy trying to solve enormous problem at work but who nevertheless takes time to have this conversation with me: Hello?
Me: Hi. If I glue pink rhinestones on the outside of her birthday party invitations, because they match the glitter on the wand inside & also because otherwise the paper I'm using* is daintier than I'd like, is that the kind of thing that makes the other moms hate me?
Him: What? I don't think the rhinestones will stay on in the mail.
Me: No, no, I'll be putting them in the folders at school, & I have to do it today, but it turns out that I don't have any pink paper that's good for these & so I'm using this silver-speckled white stuff under some silver vellum, but it's not rowdy enough, so I thought the rhinestones. Plus, I have this whole excellent box of rhinestones that I never get to use.
Him: ...
Me: Is it too much? It's too much.
Him: No, it's great. She will love it. Also, if the other moms don't know how you are already, they're going to find out when they come to the actual party, so why worry about it?
Me: Yeah, ok. Plus, it's cute! Too much, but cute! Ok, go back to work, good luck with that problem thingy. Bye.
Him: [Brief silence in which he ponders how he married me because I'm like this, not in spite of it.] Bye.
*in the spirit of Use What You Have, of course.
Key sentence: "Also, if the other moms don't know how you are already, they're going to find out when they come to the actual party,"
I have this conversation regularly with my husband as well. You are not alone!
Posted by: Carrie | April 18, 2006 at 06:22 AM
What a fun story - thanks. It is so true - aren't husbands great.
Posted by: Amy | April 24, 2006 at 09:38 AM