bossy wife, 0; adoring and wonderful husband, 1

[Scene: Bossy Wife and Adoring and Wonderful Husband settling into bed.]

"Okay then, if we aren't going to get an inflatable pool for the backyard I at least need to get a new bathing suit for when we're in Regina and we're using your parents' pool."

"Hmpff."

"Wasn't that party fun last year, the party that your parents had for us when we first got into town?"

"Yeah, except for none of my friends came."

"What are you talking about? Curt was there. And Krista was there. Auntie Loverne and Uncle Dave too. The Dureaus even! We killed a lot of birds with one stone that night."

"Hmpff."

"You should ask your parents if we can do something like that again when we get there."

"Why, so I can fall down again?"

"Noooo, daddies don't fall down. So we can see everyone!"

"Hmpff."

"So, will you ask them?"

"You ask them."

"No, you ask them. They're your parents."

"Ask them on your blog."

"No, just ask them next time you talk to them, okay? Please?"

"Hmpff."

[The light clicks off, and with it, the conversation does as well.]

He won't ask them, she thought to herself, eyes closing, and willing herself to sleep. And it might make for an easy breezy blog entry on a day when I have nothing else to write about.

We'll see.