Thursday, September 15, 2011

(posted by "Curly")

When Monica had her surgery, we joked with her and the surgeon by asking if we could put in a request for any "super powers". Since her surgery, we have joked that Monica  has been given "super hearing" because she seems to be able to hear every little thing we say (especially if we are talking about her or her tumour). Last night it became apparent that the surgeon may have tinkered with her sense of humour.

Monica had been cleaning out Jesse's old room so that Mollie could use it when she arrives. Near the stairs on our main living level, Monica had piled several things which she wanted me to put in the garage for storage. As we went to bed, she asked me to put them away right then as she was afraid that I would trip on them if I came down the stairs during the night. I was feeling particularly tired and a bit lazy so I told her "they are all right there I won't trip on them. I will move them in the morning". I went upstairs to go to bed.

When I got upstairs, I realized that something was open in  the basement and I had to go back down two flights of stairs to close it so that I could "arm" the burglar alarm". Being tired, I wasn't happy about having to go back down, and momentarily blew my stack when I (you guessed it!) stubbed my toe and tripped on the items Monica had wanted me to put away. Knowing that it always helps to do this, I lost my temper and bellowed out a few choice expletives that I learned when I worked up North ( such as "Oh my gosh!).

The last thing I wanted to hear (especially while my toe was still hurting) were any comments on what had just happened or any reminders on how I had been forewarned. You can no doubt imagine how I was feeling when I went back upstairs where it was eerily quiet. ( I learned later that Marley practically had to gag Monica to stop her from saying anything). All remained very quiet until after Monica and I had been in bed for about 5 minutes. Then, Monica couldn't contain herself any more and broke out into the deepest and longest belly laugh that I have ever heard from her. The laugh was great (almost worth the stubbed toe) and infectious so that before long the 3 of us had a good family laugh and I had a good laugh when Marley told me how hard she had to work to stop Monica from saying anything in those first few minutes after I tripped.

I think I will see if Larry and Moe can look after the entertainment tonight.