I might be a little stressed. This is what happened when an organized brain (seriously, my RA doctor actually diagnosed me with an “organized brain” because we have strange conversations like that) meets an unorganized writing process. This, however, is not what I’m going to talk about.
Nope this is about Wizard. Who totally recognizes that I’m teetering right on the edge of Full Blown Crazy Town and laughs at me. I don’t know why this is funny to him, but I amuse him endlessly. Or if he thinks I might be sliding in Dangerously Crazy, then he shoves glasses in wine in front of me because Dangerously Crazy and Wine mix, right?
Where was I?
Oh yeah. So…last night we had dinner, and I was doing dishes when Wizard calls out from upstairs, “Witch come quick! Drop what you’re doing! Hurry!”
So I take my hands out of the soapy water and grab the towel–the same towel that only seconds before I had laid my sharp knives on after washing them. They flew across the kitchen floor. None hit me, I was fine. But crap, I hate when I do stupid stuff like that. I have hurt myself that way in the past which ticks off Wizard to no end.
“Witch! Please!” Wizard calls out.
So I’m thinking, wow, forget the knives, go save wizard! I run up the stairs and find him looking out the front window. At something that look exactly like this:
(The bird, not the turtle) It’s a great egret and a great white heron or something roaming in our front yard. FYI, the lake is not in our front yard, but we do have a lake pretty close by.
“It’s a bird,” I feel the need to point this out.
“It’s huge,” Wizard points out.
“This is what I flung knives across the kitchen to save you from?”
That got his full attention. Wizard is downright snarly about me and knives. “You what?”
“Nothing.” I tried to beat him down the stairs to pick up the knives but he caught me.
“You were serious. ” I deleted the expletive from that sentence :-). He was working up to being really mad.
So I smiled at him. “I’m putting on my blog that you’re afraid of a bird.”
“Am not.” He turned around and stalked out the door to wash the car and forgot about his anger.
FYI, later when I told him I put this on the blog, he just smirked. Now I’m worried. Was that an indulgent smirk or I”m-going-to-get-even smirk? Either one is entirely possible with Wizard.
Hope you all have a great weekend!