The Mr's. & The Mrs's

Way last week Mr. Husbandman spoke out loud to me. I first had to take a deep breath.. as he was actually speaking to me, and he spoke of almost great things. He had it all sorted out in his head that he wanted to go and see a movie ... with a friend. I was not included in that last sentence. He did include his night-out-away-from-family-life buddy Mr. Pickaspat. The idea didn't turn great until I invited myself and Mrs. Pickaspat to come along... only then did he come up with a great idea. He did acknowledge that it wouldn't be right to go see Mr. & Mrs. Smith at the movies, without the people who it was made after, The Pickaspats.

At that point, all the arranging was up to me... Mr. Husbandman came up with the almost great idea... and now I had to put that idea into action... I immediately consulted with Mrs. Pickaspat.. and it was settled...we would go.... if we could find some teen age children that would be willing to work for cheap, and still have a smile on their face. My teenage helper left town, and the Pickaspata hired up someone willing to take on a challenge.. but it didn't matter... we were all heading out!

The plans were looking good... but then the Pickaspats did a silly thing... they decided that they needed to "de-toxify" themselves before our very eyes.... the Pickaspats had "herballed up". They were hoping to increase their energy fields. This created a furrow in Mr. Husbandman's brow... "why don't they just drink beer... that will detoxify them for sure...", he said. The Pickaspats had now delved into the herbal world of the great unknown.... and now were plagued with endless bottles of horrible smelling good for you vitamins. This didn't put a damper on the Pickaspats.... it was desperation all around... "get out before the childen realize we are gone".... we even made plans to have dinner first... even with The Pickaspats mile long lists of "what not to eat" herbal extravaganza they had embarked upon, it didn't stop them from going out. I did cringe when we entered the place, even with an empty parking lot... and there was one couple in the quaint space... I almost felt responsible for wrecking the herbal hell that The Pickaspats had already put them in... by making them eat at a place, where we had no idea if it would be good or not.. but we took the plunge and headed in. I feel that I could virtually see their energy force fields growing as we ate... kind of like The Grinch you know.... even Mr. Silenthusbandman came to life....

A night with all the Mr. & Mrs's... was good.. including on screen and real life. The Mr's appeared to be happy to have Mrs. Smith with great hair all the time, energize their eyeballs for a couple of hours... and I came up with some new ideas about being The Mrs....