Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Living With a Writer Must Be Hard


I feel bad for poor Mr. Bernie. He is just sitting around absorbed in Mafia Wars and suddenly hears a whine from across the room. "I don't know what to write about." Keep in mind that it takes Mr. Bernie a minute to figure out what day it is to realize which writing thing I'm whining about. It could be for my own blog One Mixed Bag. It could be for the local Duluth Minnesota paper I write for. It could be for Living on Less. It could be the grocery list. It could be a birthday card. He never knows which. Some days I have a hard time keeping it straight too.

The Mr. will sigh and look up at me with a deer in the headlights look. Then he will carefully weigh the question posed to him and finally speak. "Bernadette, what day is it? Which one are you writing for?" I might say, "I don't know what to write about for my blog today. Help!" Bless his heart, he will actually pretend to look like he is thinking. He will say something like, "Hum, that is a good question. What should you write about." Then go on to play Mafia Wars. In his head he has done his husband duty. Acknowledge that I spoke to him and pretend to actually be thinking.

I will leave him alone for about 10.3 minutes and whine again. "Mr. Bernie......*whine, whine*...I'm stuck. Help me. You haven't done anything amusing this week." This is usually met with a mumbled, "Gee, I'm sorry. How thoughtless of me." I will figure something to write about and forget his lack of help until bedtime. He thinks that bedtime is a good time to say things that he feels will be helpful for me to be funny.

The other night is a good example of his being helpful. Mr. Bernie was all snuggled into bed and warm. I crawled into bed and had him roll over to snuggle with me. I was freezing! I asked him if my cold bottom felt like a frozen turkey. His reply was, "No, its too squishy." What?!! I flipped over and asked him to repeat what he said. Which he did. Then he said to me, "There I gave you something to write about tomorrow. No need to thank me. That was a freebie. Good Night." He rolled over and went to sleep.

He's such a help bee.
One Mixed Bag


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6 comments:

  1. LOL! What is wrong with men? I mean, they do help us come up with all kinds of material, but still? Great guest post!

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  2. lmao I loved this!!!! Ahhhh pillow talk, the best source for blog topics! Gotta love Mr.Bernie and I hope he ran.....FAST! lol

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  3. OMG! I was surly NOT expecting that punch line, which I might guess truly did involve a punch! He really is a helper though, I laughed pretty good just from the shock of it!

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  4. LOL! What a guy!!!

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  5. Gee! How nice of him to give you some material! That is so funny!
    I'm a bit behind with reading blogs: Thanks for visiting the other day and leaving a comment!

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  6. That's so sweat! He gave that one out for free! LOL! Bernie I just found this blog and don't know how you do it. I have writers block all the time, and I only write for one blog.

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