Sh*tMyHusbandSays

“We may with advantage forget what we know.”—Publilius Syrus

I finished a phone call with my daughter the other evening and went about the business that I was doing before she called me, watching my fish and snails in the aquarium and packing away my football officiating gear for the season. I will preface this with the fact that she (my daughter who lives about 50 miles from where I live) was going to be in my neighborhood for a week in the near future doing training for her job, and she wanted to know if she could come over for dinner one evening. A simple conversation, no?

Well, apparently not when it involves me communicating with other people. My wife, loading the washing machine, said to me as I was walking by to get a drink of water, “Do you know what you told Georgia?”

I thought I had remembered. I was the one doing the conversing. But I was apparently going to find out from her what I thought I already knew. Maybe I should get a beer instead? 2 beers.

My wife said, “You told her “Call me next week and tell me when I will be around and we can get together.”

Really I thought—then—“really”, I said to my wife.

“You do that all the time”, was her unemotional reply.

Really? I talk and make no sense? How long have I been doing this?

“She knew what you meant”, she added, “we always do.”

We? Not just her, but the all-inclusive "we" of friends, family, and strangers I am prone to talk with.

Was I really forgetting how to talk and was making others understand me in a nonsensical way?

I told her she should start keeping track of these things, maybe start a website like the guy at http://www.shitmydadsays.com/. Maybe call it Sh*tMyHusbandSays.com.

Just a thought.

Note: Publilius Syrus, was a Latin writer of maxims, from the 1st century BC. He was a Syrian who was brought as a slave to Italy, but by his wit and talent, won his master’s favor and was freed and educated by him.