I received the following email message from Claudia Thursday morning:
“Morning dear! I’ve washed many Kleenex tissues, many coins, even a pen knife or two; but today I had a first. I washed 3 peanuts. I do think it’s important to keep your peanuts clean, but isn’t this going a bit too far? I hope you are having a good day! I love you and your peanuts! Me”
Sometimes it’s fun to share intimacies between ones self and ones soul-mate just for laughs, but one must be careful lest things are taken out of context.
The preceding night, we met with my siblings and their significant others at Logan’s Steak House to celebrate the 64th wedding anniversary of our parents. We had a very pleasant time together. We all ate well, and additionally consumed lots of peanuts ( a Logan thing) – at least I did. I also stuffed a few in my pocket for the trip home in case I got the nibbles. Evidently three peanuts were tucked safely away in the folds of my pocket and escaped consumption, and remained hidden through the next day’s wash cycle.
I know… it’s hard to believe that Claudia can be just a little “nasty” sometimes, but she can. Her discovery of the clean peanuts in my freshly laundered britches was just enough to tip her scales of common decency.
Of course a response was in order:
“I take great pride in keeping my peanuts clean… all three of them.”
I am quite fortunate to be married to someone who loves my peanuts, and seems to enjoy keeping them clean.
I just love her!
Grampy Lash 