This weekend, a very good friend is getting married and I am in the wedding. I marked on Jereme's calendar 6 months ago what time he needed to be off on Friday so we could travel. As luck would have it, corn harvest is in full swing. He had a plot to cut today. I confirmed yesterday saying, "you will be home at 2 pm, correct?" He said, "I should." I told him wrong answer. He said, "I will."
Well, here it is about 1:30 pm so I called to find out where he is. His response, "we still have 5 numbers to cut so it's going to be quite awhile." Now, if you know my husband, this would not be unusual that "something has come up".
I was TICKED and formulating how I was going to get everything loaded up and take the kids and drive off myself when I hear laughter in the background. He was putting on a show, apparently, at my expense for his client(s). He thought he was soooooooooooooo funny.
Well, you know what I think is funny? I cut his hair this morning and he is getting a bunch of gray hair.
Now THAT'S funny!!!!!