Today, I called my husband at work to ask him a question. His secretary answered.
Me: "Hi Kath! Could I speak with Robert, please?"
Kath: "Hi Chris! No, he's out looking for marbles."
Me: "What? He's lost his marbles?"
Kath: (chuckling) "Yes, that's what he said!"
Me: "WELL! This certainly explains a lot!"
I'm still grinning about it.
To my relief, I did later discover that he was looking for flat marbles for a project. He managed to find some. His weren't lost at all! Whew! :)
4 comments:
Flat marbles are peaceful. I don't know why I feel that way, but they are.
Actually, I completely get that. It's the same way river rocks are peaceful. To me, anyway.
What a relief that they were never lost in the first place. That might be cause for concern! :D
ha ha! ;)
Oh, I think Rob was quite relieved as well! :)
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