While perusing my local Wal-marts I noticed the large Back to School section. The Hubs was with me so I pointed it out to him as I think July is too early for back to school sales. Bad idea.....he turned on me and I might have seen the eyes of Satan.
The Hubs is a middle school teacher---- Yep, he is either a saint or crazy. The simple truth is: he is in denial that a new batch of students await him in a matter of a month!
I completely understand his denial. I don't suffer from back to school denial because I am one of those freaks that likes to buy textbooks, paper, and pens! It's a sickness!
I am in denial about plenty of other things----say, that the Hubs is having a surgery in less than a week. Denial! Resident teenager is starting high school. Denial! Resident little dude will start 4th grade. Denial! I am not at my scientifically (who is in charge of that?) determined ideal weight. Denial! My closets need a clear out. Denial! My last living grandparent is 84. Denial! Cookies and watermelon don't constitute a meal. Denial! I have to leave my boys for two nights while the Hubs has surgery in Spokane. Denial! I don't need an iMac. Denial! I have Hobbit feet. Denial! 1992. Denial! I know all the lyrics to ABBA songs. Denial!
So, Back to School, the entire phrase, is banned at my house----Denial reigns!
It isn't just a river in Egypt baby!!!!
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1988....denial!
What's wrong with ABBA?? Everyone needs a little dancing queen in their life sometimes. No more denial, embrace the ABBA! Now, if it were Barry then I'd have no idea what you were talking about... Denial, what denial?
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I know all of Barry's as well....
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