5:45pm May 4, 2014

Typical conversation between me and my husband

Me: “I think I need a walking stick.”
My husband with his back facing me replies.
“Why?”
“So when I am out and my legs get stiff I can lean on it.”
Still with his back to me.
“Ok.”
“But..”
“But what?” He says still facing the other way.
“I don’t just want your usual walking stick I want a staff, a big tall wooden staff.”
His still ain’t looking at me.
“What do you mean a staff?”
“So I can walk around everywhere in a grey hooded dressing gown.”
I am smiling but he still has his back to me.
“Where does the dressing gown come into it?”
“I want to look just like Gandalf, I want a staff just like Gandalf’s. So I can fulfil a life long dream and give the people in supermarket something to really stare at.”
“And what would that be?”
He turns right in time to see me acting out my favourite scene.
“I will stand in the isle turn around to the shoppers behind me and yell YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!”
My husband gives me the look he does when his trying not to laugh and replies quietly.
“Well I guess you just have to lean on me for a little while longer.”