Asshole? C'est moi?

I am back. The sky is presently a sickly shade of grey-green. It is storming out there and the sky color, though not as ominous as that purple-grey sky, is still rather foreboding. There, I got "foreboding" in a sentence.

Well, the Wife's cousins and their kids are in from LA this month. The parents went off to Monte Carlo, so we were at the Wife's aunt's for dinner on Saturday and she was with her two granddaughters (ages 5 and 2). So I tell the girls that their parents might not come home. (It is true when you think about it)

Well, the screaming and the crying that began from there. I did say, "Jokes! Jokes!". Man, you would think that they would all get a sense of humor. Who knew they would react that way. If only they had listened to the whole story......or if I did not wait 2 minutes before telling them that I was only joking.

The funny part was that everybody was pissed at me for the rest of the evening. It was not as if it was my screaming and crying that ruined the evening. I did not shed a tear.

Ciao!