911..Lynn, Javacat, Sheila...everyone...I want to report a shooting!

There is definitely something in the air, and that "something" affects  our husbands, partners...w/e in the male form. Wonder who the hell went retrograde now, and why was there no warning about this????

Yesterday, quiet and pleasant Saturday afternoon in the house. Picture the scene ***Georgio (10) out with his friends,  Stefan (22) out, also with his friends, ME ...now where do you think...mmmhhmmm...right...sitting in my study infront of Winston (my computer...love giving names to anything and everything) klicking and wandering thru...., my husband...now what did you think...very good...yeeesssss, in the living room with the remote in his hand...watching TV. Ok got the picture? Cool. I may proceed .

Now, thats a normal and usual scene in our house...."BUT"...this is what happens when something is in the air...affecting ^^ see above mentioned.

I could see just with the corner of my eye that "he" passed by, strolling like, well, not to worry, what time is it, maybe coffee time...maybe toilet time...whatever...klick, klick, klick .....BANG!!!!CRACK!!!  CRAK!!!!! OMG!!!!

Me:  ,    WTF?!?

Him: <<<mood of the voice<<<  Lila, please stay with Winston and don't get up.....

Now, thats a mistake, don't ever tell Lila what not to do....k?

Right, got up from my chair and coutiously going towards Georgio's room, I find my husband in a weird position ...his hands on his face...like saying "what have  I done", from him I glance towards Georgio's table ....there's my precious antique lamp ...BUT...the antique porcelaine shade has a hole in it and  you can still hear the cracking sound as it continues to crack...crack...crack.... ( now when I say "my" IT IS MINE)....

A glance back at my husband, now if he was in any other state then "I plead guilty" state of mind....I would have blown my top off and yelled like hell, but seeing his guilty face I instead burst into laughter. Now its his time to look at me in a shocking way, as he knows very well how I react ....but this time it was just too much. Thru my head I pictured Lynn's hair dryer, Javacat's calculator, and a couple of other minor things that happend during the passed few days, so wth. Finnaly I had to ask ...:

Me: OK, now, could you just tell me, pleeease,  how did you managed to do THIS?????

Him: Well, I was kinda bored, you with Winston.... so just walked thru the house, went into Georgio's room, saw the toy gun , took it in my hand, you know like in the movies...holding it in a horizontal position ( hey, he is actualy showing me how he shot my lamp shade)...aimed and pulled the trigger.......I swear, I didn't know there were any bullets inside....

What do you tell a guy who just shot your lamp with a toy gun?

That he's crazy, well its quite obvious that he's crazy, wtf was he doing strolling thru the house in mid of a quiet Saturday afternoon.....well...he said he was bored....does he miss his childhood and playing with toy guns...apparently he does, but at this moment in time , if I'm lucky, he just might never think of playing with a toy gun again....or else.

I was still laughing my ***off and coming back to "play"  peacefully with Winston, while he picked up the small pieces of porcelaine and ductaped the lamp...huh.

I was soon being served a cup of coffee, and told later on in the evening that maybe it could be a nice blog entry, now that was going a bit too far and pushing his luck. If I was all cool about it, it doesn't mean he can be cool about it or EVEN mention my Sancuary Place....now, wait a minute......but fine, I said, I'll think about it, tomorrow. /my favorite attitude...by Scarlet O'Hara - Gone With the Wind.

An idea crossed my mind, today,  creating a cat that looks like one of my mom's cats...you see both of her cats ware a ribbon around their neck with a tiny bell...so she knows at all times where they are and what are they up to......

....not a bad idea at all...wonder what colour of ribbon should I chose?

Now, Sheila, think about this,/is it the full moon..must check it out - my son Stefan also sleepwalks/,  Lynn..please put my antique lamp shade on the post-mortum list, and Javacat....I understand, I realy do.

Oh, and don't just try to be smart and asked why the hell did I place an antique lamp in Georgio's room...OK? I don't thing Georgio would even come up with such an idea. What now, was all this  MY FAULT??? Oh, well, see this is the trouble with us Geminis, we have an angel on one of our shoulders and a devil on the other....we end up, or "they" end up fighting just all day long, and all this questions and answers...we go thru them even before you have time to post a comment....so,  SKATT!!!!