Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Why Marry Late in Life?

To have conversations with my sister (married 20 years).

Charmaine:  "Jerry is driving me crazy.  All he wants to do is shop.  He buys everything. It's exhausting.  Last week BCBG didn't have boots in my size.  He went BEHIND MY BACK...shipped them from Utah. He is dishonest!

Baby Sister:  "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Charmaine:  "Eating out every night is embarrassing. The Valet guys know us by name. I'm getting FAT. Jerry doesn't understand women.

Baby Sister:  "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Charmaine:  "How do you handle the endless, 'You're so beautiful' remarks? Doesn't it get old?

Baby Sister:  "I hope you die."


♥ Braja said...

I know, life's such a BITCH, right???


Charmaine said...

Braja - Life is one wild ride my friend!

Ann Imig said...

I'm such a good blog reader that I didn't even know you got married.

Congratulations! On the boots!!

Charmaine said...

Ann - You didn't miss anything. I've been Blog Awol. I'm not married...YET.

LL said...

It's good for your sister to finally find out what you went through 20 years ago with her. ;)

BTW... dropped you an email.

Sandra said...

I don't hope you die...but I hope you stub your toe.

Vodka Mom said...

and now I begin the dating. Cheezus. It's not going to be pretty.

Meri M. said...

But who is the husband-to-be? the guy in the photo down below... or the hamburger guy.... or you haven't put up a photo of him yet...?

Charmaine said...

Meri M. - No photo of "him" yet. But it's coming soon...I promise. Maybe.