tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:162179almostwittyalmostwittyalmostwitty2010-10-28T12:09:18Ztag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:162179:313393My wife lies to me!2010-10-28T11:39:25Z2010-10-28T12:09:18Zpublic23<p>A few weeks ago, my lovely pregnant wife <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://bijziend.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif' alt='[livejournal.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='17' height='17'/></a><a href='http://bijziend.livejournal.com/'><b>bijziend</b></a></span> tells me that she and MissH volunteered to be part of an amateur production of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Vagina_Monologues">The Vagina Monologues</a>. I believed her.</p>
<p>She said she’d volunteered me to operate the lights for the performance, which meant an all-day tech rehearsal on the Friday for which I’d have to take a day off. I wondered why it’d take 10 hours of rehearsal to operate a light, but I believed her.</p>
<p>She said the rehearsals would be on weekday evenings for a week, so she’d be away for four evenings. I wondered why they wouldn’t be in the afternoon, but I believed her.</p>
<p>She said the rehearsals were in a different pub (near Euston) to the pub where the performance was (in Victoria). I wondered why, but I believed her.</p>
<p>I pondered why there wasn't a webpage for the performance, but thought nothing of it.</p>
<p>She came home one night with some shopping from Sainsburys. I pondered why I’d never seen a Sainsburys near Euston, but I believed her.</p>
<p>MissH came to stay overnight, because the rehearsals were starting early at 9am. I pondered why, but I believed them.</p>
<p>Apparently, we had to get up early because we were going to drive into town for the rehearsals. I pondered why, but I believed them.</p>
<p>We woke up at the crack of dawn, and my lovely wife and MissH were unduly concerned that I get in the shower quickly. I pondered why, but I believed them.</p>
<p>We got ready to leave the house, and just when I left the house, I realised that my lovely wife hadn’t put her shoes on at all. I pondered why, just when the door slammed in my face and it was revealed that MissH was taking me somewhere random for a lovely weekend. (It later turned out to be a fabulous weekend of muchos drinking and gallivating around Stockholm!)</p>
<p>Now she tells me that she’s joining in <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/node/45">NaNoWriMo</a>, which means she’s going to a pub in Camden tonight. I don’t believe her, wonder what’s next in store and am starting to realise that I should never have married an actress … If anyone should find this message… </p>
<p style="text-align: right"><small>Mirrored from <a href="http://www.almostwitty.com/11429/adayinthelife/my-wife-lies-to-me" title="Read Original Post">almost witty</a>.</small></p><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=almostwitty&ditemid=313393" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments