We had great company this weekend. Bartie can do anything she puts her hand to so, besides her delightful self, it’s always a pleasure to see and hear what she’s been doing. Bob brings his guitar and, besides his delightful self, we love to hear him sing and play and create his own situation-appropriate lyrics on the fly, and we love to hear some of his memorized poems from various times and various authors, of which he has an evolving stock.
I did gill out, despite torrential rain, dangerous lightning storms, and a tornado watch. Pffft!
Me: Hellooo? Grill-ing!
Nature: Sorry. Sorry. My bad. Gone in a minute.
ANYWAY, Bob is a funny, funny guy, and he and I joke around. Like today’s one-liner.
Bob: Women need direction.
Me: And men won’t ask for them.
And Bob topped me:
At that, I laughed and went out under the awning to have my little discussion with Mother Nature.
This post is part of Linda G. Hills weekly blog hop, One-Liner Wednesday. If you have a one-liner or just like them, follow the link.
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about a battle with the elements.