Jeffrey's Back!

One sure way of having some lurkers come out of the woodwork is to stop writing for a few days almost a week.  It’s kinda fun getting emails and phone calls from friends and family that keep tabs on us via my blog.  To my amazement, the person that pestered me the most posting an entry was my very own Shaun.  He has always been my number one fan.  Every time he comes home from work, and right before we go to bed, he asks me if I’ve blogged yet.  I finally had to ask him why he wanted to read me so badly when he has me to tell him everything that goes on.  He replied that it was so much more interesting in blog form.  Um…thanks…I think…

Despite all of Shaun’s suggestion about what to write about, I’ve just felt out of sorts this past week and couldn’t think of anything to write.  I finally confessed to my beloved that my muse had left me.  He just looked at me in shock and informed me that girls don’t have muses….only men had them. 

“What?” I asked him dumbfounded.

“It’s true” he replied.  “The Greek Gods put the Nine Muses to work inspiring the great works of men”. 

Taking a deep breath, I asked him who inspired the women.  The foolish man I married once again ignored the glare in my eyes and cavalierly informed me that  women didn’t need a muse as their sole purpose on earth was to…

All of a sudden Shaun realized his folly and broke off before he fully entered the dog house.  Then I haughtily informed him that I had my own personal muse named Jeffrey.   He was quite handsome and very inspiring.  

“Oh? And where is this Jeffrey now? Shaun asked with just a tinge of jealousy in his voice. 

Sigh…I told him that I had last seen him all shriveled up at the bottom of the stairs squished under the pile of neatly lined up shoes.  Poor Jeffrey…I guess it’s time to get out my watering can and re-hydrate him…  

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13 Responses to Jeffrey's Back!

  1. Lynne says:

    Hmm … Jeffrey sounds interesting, Susan …

  2. Jay says:

    Sounds like Jeffrey isn’t doing so good.

  3. pastorrick says:

    OK, I am getting very concerned about you. Would you be so kind to explain this Jeffrey person/thing ?

  4. I think Jefferey sounds cool. Pity that he’s shriveled up and under the shoes.

  5. Barb says:

    poor little wilted Jeffrey, bring him back to normal! I certainly missed popping over here and reading the latest on your great little family!

  6. Tink says:

    Jeffrey is either a plant… or one of those little foam “dates” that grows when you stick him in water. I got my Mom one of those once. He only grew to about 6 inches tall. Still not much of a date if you ask me. 😉

  7. Betty says:

    You might inform Shaun that back in the days of the Greek Gods, there was no such thing as political correctness. Therefore, when they refer to “men”, they are talking about all of mankind. So, there. You have to catch this male charvinistic stuff early and nip it in the bud, or it’ll get worse. Trust me.

  8. Ellie says:

    I’m very curious who/what Jeffery is…

  9. gawilli says:

    What Betty said.

    Ok, ok. There are some days when I would love to have a muse, too. Then there are some days that a Jeffrey would be nice.

    Did I say that?

  10. Susan says:

    Lynne-Oh yes, very interesting! LOL

    Jayman-He’s getting better. Nothing like some brisk water in the face to get those creative juices flowing.

    Ricky, Tink and Ellie- Jeffrey is my MUSE! (and he’s not really all that handsome…actually, he’s kinda funny looking and reminds me of Dead Fred.

    Stephanie- Thanks, he’s starting to feel better now.

    Barb- I can be a better poster once again. 🙂

    Betty and Gawilli-Never fear, he was totally messing with me and I was messing with him. The man lives in a family of females, he’d be nuts to turn chauvinistic at this point!

  11. Newt says:

    My muse just tried to turn around on the couch and his back leg slipped off. He cracks me up. And why does my muse need to turn around three times before laying down on the blanket?

  12. TaunaLen says:

    I want a muse! This post cracked me up! I’ve enjoyed reading your last few posts, and that pie looks delicious! Hope the mall trip wasn’t too traumatic.

    ~TaunaLen

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