I've come to learn that sometimes you just have to laugh, sometimes this gets me written off as stoic, heartless, and uncaring. The truth is I just don't like to cry. I don't like the way I feel when my emotions get out of control, and it isn't hard to me to find the funny in things when others might find the sad.
FOR EXAMPLE...
Last night I was making Matt's birthday cake (which deserves it's own post, trust me, this thing is a monster involving mousse, ganache, and two different cakes made from scratch!!) and I found myself out of several ingredients. It was around 9:30 in the evening, but I knew that if I didn't go to the store then, I probably wouldn't get a chance to go the next day, and the cake would inevitably be unfinished. As I prepared to go I could not find my keys ANYWHERE. I even searched through the trash (ew) thinking that maybe I had thrown them away. After several minutes of frantic searching, I checked my car.
Bingo.
I threw the car in reverse, backed down the driveway, and THUNK!
Matt's truck.
I HIT MY HUSBANDS TRUCK.
I can't help but think that's funny! Matt...well...he doesn't think it's quite so funny.
wow! that is crazy! i'm glad you can laugh. i know i wouldn't be laughing because my husband would be soooo mad! :)
ReplyDeleteI did that to my neighbor last year. *hangs head in shame* He was nice about it and decided to live with the nice dent I gave him. Nice guy, right?
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