Shaun came wandering out of the kitchen peeling a banana. As he stopped by my chair to
spy on me see what I was up to, he asked me if I wanted to smell his banana. I rolled my eyes at him and told him no. Then he politely asked me if I would like a bite of his banana. Once again I declined. Shaun merely shrugged his shoulders and sat down across from me.
I didn’t really want to chat with him as I was busily working on
a crossword puzzle something very important, but I thought it was best to spend some one-on-one time with my husband. (This may have something to do with the fact that I knew he would never leave me alone until he had shared some fascinating tidbit with me) We chatted about this and that for a little while. Shaun was doing more talking than eating and I started staring at that perfectly ripened banana being waved around in his hand.
When my Beloved paused for a breath, I jumped in and mentioned that I was starting to get hungry. Shaun asked if I would like him to bring me a banana. A banana sounded really good to me, but being mischievous seemed even better.
“No,” I told him “I’d just like a bit of your banana….but you don’t ever want to share your food with me…”.
Shaun’s mouth dropped open. He was completely flabbergasted and started to sputter. “I…I…I just…..”
I, of course, had started to laugh so hard at his outrage that I could barely breath.
“I can’t believe this!” Shaun continued. “You weren’t listening to me! I just offered you a bite of my banana!” He turned to glare at me and realized that I was laying on the floor, cackling like a madwoman. Shaun finally stopped being indignant long enough to realize that I was messing with him. He grinned at me sheepishly and brought his banana over to me. After all that, I had to take a bite.
There are times when it’s really fun to drive your husband bananas…