Thursday, May 12, 2016

The Last Word





Just finished a really stressful month at work last Thursday.  To explain it simply, it is like a yearly audit of the medical records I manage for a large group of doctors.  Besides being ecstatic that the site visit was over and that we passed with flying colors, I was taking Friday off work for a quick little road trip with Sam.  "Wahoo!" describes my feelings best as Ella left the building about 2:30 pm that afternoon.






Absolutely love road trips with Sam.  I so enjoy just the two of us with hours to talk.  Many times Sam will drive, and I will read aloud to him.  Interesting places we are going to visit or history books so we understand the story behind our destination.  Back when we were just getting to know ttwd, I would also print articles and posts.  I would read to Sam as we traveled down the highway, and we spent many hours discussing these as well.  Anyway, it feels like we can just shut out the whole world when we are together in the car.  Sam and I and the road before us.






Busted out at least 3 errands on my way home that afternoon and hit the floor running coming in the front door.  Hugs and kisses, of
course.  Nothing sweeter than having Sam push me up against the wall for several "Kiss Her Like You Mean It" kisses.  Those are the best.  Then it is time for Ella to slam dunk several beers and kick into chore mode!



I noticed that Sam had not emptied the dishwasher which he usually does if we flip it on before we leave for work.  That's OK.  No big deal; he had to go the bank on his lunch to get cash for the trip.  "Let's just get it emptied together," I said.  We both started,
still chattering about tomorrow morning.  As we finished up, I moved to put away some glassware around in the dining area.  When I returned to the kitchen, I meant to load the dirty dishes that had been sitting on the counter back into the empty machine.  But the dirty ones were gone, and so I asked Sam where they went.



You can probably see what's coming.  Sam had put all the dirty dishes and flatware back in the cupboards and drawers.  I made a face and an impatient noise.  Then I opened a drawer and cupboard, but there wasn't really a way to tell.  He made an impatient noise, as well, and then some remark which I cannot even recall.  I could tell I should just bite my lip and shut up.  But within 2 seconds I countered with a smart-ass retort, determined to have "The Last Word."






Big mistake.  How dumb could I be?!  It wasn't even that important; I should have just laughed and blown the whole thing off.  Hindsight is a wonderful thing.  Quick as a bullet, Sam decided to demonstrate that "hind-sight" was exactly what he intended.  My hind end and his sight.  I was flat over the counter above the dishwasher with jeans down before you could say, "clean or dirty?"






Sam grabbed the closest thing he could find, a big bamboo spatula, and went to work.  For a second I thought maybe this might just end up a happy spanking; kitchen spankings are usually fun.  I discarded that thought about 5 seconds in.  He was pissed off and proceeded to explain that to me over a good long while.  How I
needed to keep in mind how I should speak when something doesn't go right in Ella's world.  He diligently cautioned me about a positive attitude during our little road trip.  He even said if this happened during our drive, he would be happy to pull right over and provide a reminder!





What?!  Pull over?  In the truck?  Later I recalled someone using the term "spatulated" (Was it Katie T?), and that really says it all.  I came over to Sam's way of thinking very soon.  I apologized profusely for having a short fuse and wanting "The Last Word." 





After another minute or two, Sam finally said, "OK.  I think my
work is done here.  Just wanted to be sure you would still feel this when we climb into the truck tomorrow."  That's my Sam.  So thoughtful and attentive to my needs.




Dateline.... Friday morning - Yes, I certainly could feel his work all the way to our destination.  Absolutely positive outlook on our weekend and respectful as hell.  By the way, I never did figure out what dishes were dirty, but we haven't come down with any deadly gastric issues.  In the future I will try to ignore that troublesome Ella instinct to always want.........

                                     the 

                                    last 

                                   word. 

28 comments:

  1. Hi Ella, oh dear, I would definitely have had a short fuse too. The dishwasher is a great source of frustration for me,especially at work! I get so wound up when people can't seem to load properly or can't be bothered emptying it. Oh dear, I'm venting again, see what I mean? lol

    I'm sorry about the spanking, ouch! Glad though that Sam was able to ensure your road trip started off on the right foot. Glad too that you were able to get away together after such a busy time. Hope you had a wonderful time :) I love road trips and love that you read to Sam.

    Hugs
    Roz

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    1. So glad you are back visiting again, Roz! You were missed.
      And it was a great little trip!

      Hugs From Ella

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  2. "My hind end and his sight" had to laugh at that, sorry. It's so hard to zip the mouth and keep that last word from coming out. I hope you have a lovely road trip.
    hugs
    DF

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    1. Hindsight has a whole new meaning now, DF! I used to say, "Zip the mouth" when I was still teaching.

      Hugs Across the Pond,
      Ella

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  3. I have a hard time zipping my lip too. Unfortunately, or fortunately, we don't have the same outcome.

    Glad you enjoyed the trip even if sitting was a might uncomfortable.

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    1. It is a wonder how a spanking can help me conquer those bad habits. I do think before making the same mistake twice.

      It was a beautiful, long weekend!

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  4. Oh that last word...so hard to not utter it...and then wishing you could take it back...because your back end is going to pay the price...
    On the other hand, sitting on a 'tender' bottom is a great way to start a road trip...
    hugs abby

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    1. I agree, Abby. That "tender" feeling keeps me very sweet and focused on letting Sam be the boss.

      Sending a Hug to You!
      Ella

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  5. Oh Ella I am sorry to laugh but I can't help it! It could only be a man putting dirty crockery back in the cupboards. And then you got spanked for it! Sorry, still giggling
    love Jan, xx

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    1. I think the spanking was more for my wise-ass comment, Jan. Either way, the outcome was the same. Happy and feeling the connection between us. That's where I most like to be.

      Hugs Across the Pond,
      Ella

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  6. I never know how to react to a situation like this. Do I get mad with an idiot husband, do I shrug and quickly wash everything I can find, do I allow for the fact that the dear person lucky enough to be married to me can't see much further than his nose without his contacts in, or do I just carry on regardless, growling quietly under my breathe?

    You see the dilemma I would, and often have, found myself in.

    Well. Mostly I just carry on regardless. It's too exhausting to moan.

    But what I wouldn't give for an over the counter spatulation. Regardless of intensity.

    Never going to happen around here. SDly.

    Hope your bot has ceased to glow? And that you are now sitting comfortably.

    We don't do much in the way of road trips over here either! Must be something in the air.

    Hugs
    Ami

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    1. Never say "never" Little Ami. That is just when Dan will surprise you.

      Some of the problems arise because I am very tidy, and Sam is not. We should start a ttwd dictionary. We could now add "counter spatulation."

      Hugs Across the Pond,
      Ella

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  7. Ella,
    I have so been there. Since living now in a Ttwd world, I have so learned not to have the last word, accepting what Jack has said even though I am talking a blue streak inside my head sometimes. That last word is a hard one to keep buttoned up for sure. Swallowing the last word is best even though possible choking is a real possibility.
    Sam loves you for sure. This is a great post.
    Meredith

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    1. Ha! Mere, I really started laughing at this comment. I could only imagine a cartoon thought bubble above your head with all the things you shouldn't say.

      WARNING! Choking Hazard! I will remember this bit of safety information next time.

      Ella

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  8. Oh, those dratted dishwashers! Harry and I had many a spat over ours, fortunately in the pre-ttwd days. When it died, we didn't replace it as we were empty-nesters by then. Short getaways are great but getting organised for the trip is ripe for snapped nerves. I think most of us must have found ourselves in your position at one time or another; I certainly have. Sorry you got a sore behind, I'm glad the trip went well.

    Hugs from Rosie, on an island in the Med.

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    1. Rosie! So love having you visit. However, I am not giving up my dishwasher, even when I retire!

      You are on an island in the Mediterranean!? You lucky lady. Who cares about dishwashers in such a lovely place!

      Sending a Big Holiday Hug,
      Ella

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  9. Oh, I love road trips! We used to take them all the time, but it's been awhile. We need to remedy that!

    Ugh about the dishes and the spanking and having to have the last word. Goodness, I've been guilty of that myself way too many times and somehow it never goes over very well. You'd think I'd learn. Nash is working on that ... in much the same way Sam is/was!

    At least you got that out of the way before your trip together! Glad you had fun! :)

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    1. Road trips make me so happy. Not the hassle of the airport. Just throw everything in the back of the truck. We are Outta Here!

      Ella

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  10. have a wonderful road trip! :-)

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    1. It was, Terps. Never long enough. How come time at work moves so slow and time on vacations moves so fast? A question with no answer.

      Hugs,
      Ella

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  11. Not a problem for sweet little me! No I don't have to have the last word - aloud. But in my head, boy. If he could see what I'm thinking. I like your way better. Gets it all out in the opened and a nice spanking to boot!

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    1. Dear Sweet Little You,
      Maybe we need a ttwd comic book with all these thought bubbles to see what people are really thinking.

      It is true, though. A spanking like this is like pressing a reset button. Then Ella is calm and happy.

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  12. That darn last word, such a trouble maker getting you spanked. Hope you weekend away was good, always nice on road trips discovering new areas.
    Hugs Lindy

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    1. Oh, Lindy,
      I would surely love to do some road trips where you live. Thanks for all the birthday fun, as well.

      Sending Hugs to you Downunder,
      Ella

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  13. Oh, that pesky "last word." Glad you got time away together. Love being in the car just me and him!

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    1. Another road trip fan! Getting there is half the fun.

      Ella

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  14. The last word always seems to get us in trouble...

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    1. I think I was guilty of wanting the Last Word even as a child. It is still a bad habit, but I am working on it.

      Hugs From Ella

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