EVENING WITH THE CRANKY’s

EVENING WITH THE CRANKY’s

Stunt Cranky's, not the real Cranky's

On a typical night at the Cranky’s, we are watching TV in bed with PC’s on our laps.  I am reading the news, other blogs, playing on-line poker (fake money only) or working on a post.  Mrs. Cranky is playing some game that involves popping cyber-balloons.

Mrs. C: “I hate that commercial!”

Cranky: “What commercial?”

“The one that was just on!”

“What was it, I wasn’t watching?”

“Well pay attention; you never know what is going on.   You need to start listening and watching, or your mind will turn to jello.  If you don’t exercise your brain that is when dementia sets in.”

“I exercise my brain.”

“Then why are you always asking me questions about what is happening on TV?”

“Oh, excuse me I don’t pay attention to commercials or those crappy TV shows you watch where everyone is whispering and there is no way to follow what the frig is going on!”

“And how do you exercise your brain?”

“I’m reading, I’m writing, I’m figuring out poker odds, I’m teaching myself to play guitar!  What are you doing; popping friggin cyber-balloons?”

“I not only pop cyber-balloons, I have to tell you what is happening on the TV because you can’t do two things at one time.”

“I only ask questions about the TV show, because you talk about it.  I don’t care about the show, the commercials, or any of it, I’m doing other stuff!”

“You are such a jerk!”

“You know what, why don’t you just drink a big glass of shut-up!”

“No, you shut up.”

“You’ve got it, just watch your damn show and leave me out of it!”

“………………..……(silence)…………………… When the show is over and I finish popping these balloons, do you want to fool around?”

I do love Mrs. Cranky!


12-11-10 Happy Anniversary Mrs. C!!