My husband has a special gift,
that, in a way, I have myself to blame.
He doesn't just selectively hear,
creative hearing is his claim to fame.
My simple request; "Can you come help me a sec?"
Will garner a "Sure I'll have some coffee."
So, what do I do? I get him a cup.
Wondering if he had really heard me.
I guess it's just a marriage thing,
that comes with the territory.
That a man will hear what he wants to hear.
But, for creativity, George gets all the glory.
You see, rather than risk "Whatever you say dear."
Not knowing what he is agreeing too.
He slips into creative hearing mode
and says what he wants me to do.
Feb 12, 2011
Feb 12, 2011 at 4:53 PM UTC
My husband has a special gift,
that, in a way, I have myself to blame.
He doesn't just selectively hear,
creative hearing is his claim to fame.
My simple request; "Can you come help me a sec?"
Will garner a "Sure I'll have some coffee."
So, what do I do? I get him a cup.
Wondering if he had really heard me.
I guess it's just a marriage thing,
that comes with the territory.
That a man will hear what he wants to hear.
But, for creativity, George gets all the glory.
You see, rather than risk "Whatever you say dear."
Not knowing what he is agreeing too.
He slips into creative hearing mode
and says what he wants me to do.
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