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March 6, 2006
>It had happened again. On the floor, directly beneath the coffeemaker, ground coffee was scattered like chicken feed. I sighed. Only one person could have been responsible.
“Hubs!” I shouted. “Did you spill coffee on the floor?”
“Yeah, I did,” he said, strutting into the room. “You never put any ground coffee into the canister, so I have to try and pour it in myself. And that’s what happens.”
“That also happens sometimes when I do it. But I clean it up. I thought you would, too.”
“Well, I didn’t,” he grumbled defiantly.
I clenched my fists in exasperation and tried to refocus on something positive. Think. Think. Oh yeah. The Oscars!
I had been working on our Oscar picks all weekend. Hubs’ parents hold an annual Oscar pool and last year, my exhaustive Internet research had paid off to the tune of 50 bucks. Last night, we held a family meeting and made our picks based on my inside information. All I had to do was e-mail our picks to my mother-in-law.
I sat down at my laptop and began typing in our selections. Luckily, our choices were similar, with a little variation in the categories that were too close to call. With four ballots spread across the floor in front of me, I hoped I hadn’t made a mistake. As I sent off the e-mail, I felt we were in good shape for another Oscar pool victory.
Last night, the calls were fast and furious between our house and my husband’s family in LA. Halfway through the show, six family members were tied for first, including my husband and my 12-year-old. It was time for the “Documentary Short” category.
“Oh, this one’s a lock,” I said confidently. “It’s ‘God Sleeps in Rwanda,’ definitely.”
“But I chose ‘The Golden Age of Norman Corwin,” my husband said. “Because he was my favorite teacher at USC.”
I felt my stomach knot. I remembered the long speech Hubs had made about Professor Corwin during our Oscar meeting, but that hadn’t occured to me as I had confidently typed ‘Everyone picks ‘God Sleeps in Rwanda’ that afternoon. Oh well. There was no way it would win, and then Hubs would thank me for my mistake.
“And the winner is…” I held my breath. “A Note of Triumph: The Golden Age of Norman Corwin!” I gasped.
“I won!” My husband shouted. “I won! There’s no way anyone else chose that one!”
But Hubs. Hadn’t. Either. A few minutes later, we called the in-laws and they confirmed that Hubs was down for “God Sleeps in Rwanda.” The girls appealed to their grandparents for mercy; They were looking at his ballot and he had clearly chosen ‘Norman Corwin.’ The in-laws wouldn’t budge. Hubs was down for ‘God Sleeps in Rwanda’ and that was that.
I felt horrible. I had cost Hubs 50 bones. It took him a moment, but he recovered admirably. A few moments later, he was even able to laugh about it.
“I love you,” he said as he leaned over to kiss me during a commercial break. “But you really fucked me over tonight,” he whispered.
I had recovered, too.
“Yeah. You shouldn’t have left those coffee grounds on the floor,” I murmured back.
Ah. Marriage.
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>and back and forth…marriage is great, isn’t it? 😉
>You are so good. You’re like a blog ARTIST or something.
>That was preeeety dang funny. We have a similar issue with coffee grounds in my house. 🙂
>That was too funny!At my house it is the coffee spoons. I find anywhere from one to three spoons practically attached to the counter in the morning from the coffee/milk/splenda residue.Our kids are easier to train…
>If it was me, I would have required the infamous “you were right and I was wrong” payment from my wife……but only because I’m never right about anything.
>Ugh! I have the coffee spoons problem, too. Glad to know I’m not the only one…
>just dropping by to say hi! from what i’ve read so far, looks like things are well in your neck of the woodsbrace yourself for the terrible twos..and threes… it’s a definitely a roller coaster of a ride 🙂
>hee! I know you didn’t do it as payback, but the best paybacks just happen that way.
>He’ll think twice next time huh?
>”And it’ll be a hundred bucks NEXT time there are coffee grounds on the floor, Buster!”
>LMAO.I love your family and the whole thing makes me happy. ~sigh~I do things like that to my hubby and he “forgives” me and than I have to be, well me, and report back to him that he A. Left all his clothes on the floor, B. NEVER cleans, and/or C. He hardly ever changed diapers… (of course my youngst has been out of diapers for almost 8 months,but hey it still counts.)~grin~I hope you had a great time…
>This is my second time at your blog, loving it all the more 🙂
>NICE comeback. ‘Atta girl.
>Ohhh! Good one!
>Karma!
>ha! I gotta find a similar way of getting back at my hubby for being such a slob!
>I had also chosen the Norman Corwin documentary to win! I was Norman’s lab assistant at USC for two semesters and knew his work was a fabulous lost treasure trove–it’s great to see him finally rediscovered! I mentioned this last night on my blog at Satori Kick .com
>Ahhhh -that’s why I love you Lucy. Us conniving coffee spilling bitches gotta stick together 😉
>He sounds like a great guy – you are lucky to have someone in your life who keeps a sense of humor. Life is so short.
>I thought the Penguins won? That was in the few moments i could tear my eyes away from the red carpet galleries on 20 different websites… You mean you can watch the oscars for reasons other than big hair and stray boobage? Who knew…
>ha ha! i ditto laura
>LOL – I hate cleaning coffee grounds! Well done 😉
>Well done Lucinda! Beware of paybacks though… 😉
>Great Post, :)My husband always dries his hands with a paper towel and leaves it on the kitchen counter. Mind you the trash can is right under the kitchen sink. I love to hate him sometimes. ;oP
>Hi Lucinda: Nice and a great gothcha back, but easy on the grudge holding after a day or 2 as it is less likely to encourage jewelry purchases.
>An eye for an eye – and all that…LOL
>That sounds like a really fun family tradition.