A lighthearted post

I spend a lot of time reading things that piss me off (in books, online, in newspapers) and I often launch into long-winded diatribes that my poor husband is forced to listen to.

Naturally, this can get to be a little much.
Sometimes he begs, "can we please talk about something else just for a little bit? I'm already angry enough about the world for one day."
"Ok." I say. "What should we talk about?"

"Um - puppies?" He suggests.

"Puppy mills! Dog fighting! Shelter overcrowding!"

"Uhh - butterflies?"

"Global warming! Pollution! Oil drilling in the ANWR!"
"Fine." He says. "You think of something."









"Unicorns?" I finally suggest.

"Not unless you're willing to admit that you're wrong." He replies.



Oh yes. We had a bitter argument a few months ago about the proper etymology and usage of the word "unicorn". Sadly, this is not a joke.

"Is there nothing that we can discuss that doesn't remind us of horrible things?" I asked.
"Cookies?" He suggested.


"Trans-fats?" I tried. "Cholesterol? Calories? The 'obesity epidemic'?"

"No, we don't care about any of that stuff." He replied.

Cookies it is! So let's all have a cookie.