Married Life
My husband and I sat on the couch the other night reading. On the end table lay an old treasured book of mine showing the wear and tare of many well enjoyed readings. He picked it up turning it over in his hands. The cover was missing and the pages badly dog eared.
“We could try to find a new one on Ebay.” he said. ” One with a cover maybe?”
I looked up from the brand new book I was reading and began to tell him that not every body cares if their books are as pristine as he keeps his. I had barely started the sentence absently folding the page to mark my spot when I noticed the horror on his face and followed the path of his gaze to the book in my hands. Taking note of his consternation and knowing full well the cause I looked him straight in the eye, wallowing in my meanness, and took care to tighten the crease in the page sliding my nail along the folded edge as I finished talking.
The look on his face clearly showed his distress over the savage cruelty of my actions in mistreating a book so.
I love being married.
I do the same think, who has time for book marks when they have built in one\’s?
I am still laughing!
to me it is not funny I am like laral
This sounds like Me and Tammie
Sounds to me like a boy VS girl thing.