And I wake up in the morning with my hair down in my eyes and he says hi
And I stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are going off to school, goodbye.
And he reaches out and takes my hand and squeezes it and says how you feeling hon?
And I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart, and see my morning sun.
Now picture the song coming to a scratching screeching stop
THAT'S HOW I'M SUPPOSED TO WAKE UP ( well except my kids are grown - but you get the picture, right? )
Instead I get this
JOHN YELLS - WHERE ARE MY KEYS? I KNOW I LEFT THEM ON THE TABLE LAST NIGHT
Suzan mumbles - I didn't touch them
JOHN YELLS - WELL I HAVE AN EARLY APPOINTMENT - DAMMIT IT - WHY ISN'T ANYTHING EVER WHERE I LEAVE IT
JOHN YELLS - DO YOU THINK YOU COULD HELP ME FIND THEM SLEEPING BEAUTY?
JOHN YELLS - THEN YOU CAN SLEEP ALL DAY IF YOU WANT
Suzan stumbles to the breakfast table - They're right there on the hook where they're supposed to be -
JOHN says - thanks babe
And off I go back to bed and 5 minutes later the phone rings
JOHN SAYS - I LEFT THE BLOODY SAMPLES ON THE DINING ROOM TABLE
JOHN SAYS - DO YOU THINK YOU COULD BRING THEM TO THE BACK DOOR?
Suzan stumbles to the dining room table and brings them to the back door
JOHN says - thanks babe - you're the best
And off I go back to bed and 20 minutes later the phone rings
JOHN SAYS - SOMETHING DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT WITH THE CAR, CAN YOU CALL GORDIE
( my son is a mechanic )
JOHN SAYS - SEE IF HE CAN FIT ME IN SOMETIME TODAY?
JOHN SAYS - thanks babe
And off I go back to bed - and just when I'm finally drifting off to sleep John walks in and the back door closes with a bang - and I can hear him kicking off his boots - and Soda is barking her head off - and I'm about to scream - at the top of my lungs - when he walks into the bedroom with a fresh apple turnover - my all time favorite breakfast pastry - AND a hot chocolate.........
And serves it to me in bed......................
John says - Here you go sweetie
Suzan says - Do you think you could pick up something on Sunday for me?
John says - Oh no, not again
Suzan says - Come look, I'll show you
John says - ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME - you know that's too big for the car
Suzan says - But I told them I don't want the mattress and they're disassembling everything
so really it's just the 2 ends
John says - It's too big - what part of that don't you understand? I got a ticket picking up the
Suzan says - But you can tie these on the roof - no problem
John says - you've got me running around like the " carry on " gang
Suzan says - I have no idea what that means
John says - google it -
( but I'm too tired - I have a vague memory - maybe they were a little like Ma and Pa Kettle - the British version? )
Suzan says - it's really cheap - and I can do something with that
John says - THE ANSWER TO THIS ONE IS NO, UNDERSTAND? NO - N.O.
Suzan says - You're always commenting that my blog is supposed to be a furniture makeover blog
well I need FURNITURE for that to happen!
and an hour later -
John says - Where is the bed located anyway?
John says - This is the last piece, understand?
John says - I can't pick up anything anymore that doesn't fit properly in the car
John says - The things I do for you - do you tell your blogger friends about everything I do?
Suzan says - Yes John - in fact I do - I tell them EVERYTHING you do honey.............
and so - I will finally have a furniture makeover -
Apple turnovers - hot chocolate and a furniture pick up?
If that's not loving me, then all I've got to say,
is God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time.
And there's no such thing as Dr. seuss, disney land and mother goose, no nursery rhymes.
God didn't make little green apples and it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
There's no such thing as make believe, puppy dogs or autumn leaves, no b.b. guns
God didn't make little green apples.......................
Setting for Four
Life on Lakeshore Drive