Friday, February 19, 2016

A glimpse of our randomness

As bloggers we already share a lot of our lives but usually it is just the highlights or the mundane with a little bit of spit shine.  This post is a conversation we had a few nights ago-- to the best that we can remember which gives a good glimpse of what life is really like around here.

Setting:  It was bedtime and we were just settling down to some reading in bed, with  Arthur reading an Anatomy and Physiology textbook and Alex reading a daily devotion out of Psalms.

Arthur: Wow.  Muscle cells can be up to 30 centimeters in length.

Alex:  37 meters? That can't be right.

Arthur:  No, centimeters not thirty seven meters.

We continued reading and Alex hastily got up and left the room.  A few minutes later Arthur enters the kitchen for a glass of water and finds Alex wearing a bathroom digging in the trash.

Arthur (with chuckling): What in the world are you doing?  I'm glad I walked in here to witness this.

Alex (with slight frustration as she continues to dig):  I'm looking for a hummingbird.

Arthur: A hummingbird?  It's past 10pm, why are you doing this now?

Alex:  I had a patient give me this (holding up a small glass trinket).  There is a hummingbird that broke off the edge.  I threw it away since I don't need more knick-knacks.  But then as I was reading my passage in Psalms it talked about having a clear conscience and if he asks me about it I can't lie.  So I'm trying to find it and I'll keep it until he's no longer my patient.

The hummingbird was located and we were curled up in bed again.

  Alex:  Aren't you glad you have such a trustworthy wife who has such a guilty conscience about small things that she couldn't even sleep.

Arthur: Yes. (A few seconds pass)  So what do you really think of the green sweater I got you for Christmas a few years ago.

Alex feels slightly uncomfortable with this question and begins to squirm (literally).  Arthur throws a large arm over her to wrap her into bear hug.

Alex: This must be what it feels like to be attacked by a large squid in your sleep.

Finally we were able to slip into a peacefully slumber as wrongs about a hummingbird were made right and deep dark secrets about a green sweater were revealed.  Omnia Vincit Amor. 


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