Awkward conversations with father-in-law, chapter 17.
FIL prowls though the carefully dekinked house; comes into the kitchen, where the planting ruler is leaning against the wall as an artefact of rustic charm.
Him: “Oh, what’s this, Haron?”
Me: “Uhhh, that’s for my… planting. I’m going to grow things. Yes.” Cringe, cringe, anybody who knows me would be rolling on the floor laughing by now.
Him: “Lovely. What are you growing?”
Me: “Um. Tomatoes! Definitely.” Don’t blush, don’t blush.
Cue a long conversation on gardening, FIL’s eyes caressing the big ruler with his eyes.
He doesn’t know I know how kinky he really is.
Amazing how much trouble an innocent ruler can cause, isn’t it?! The only tomato that thing’s got anything to do with is the shade it can raise when put to good use 😉
Come now, Haron, surely you can pull off wide-eyed innocence instead? 😉
“Oh, your son found that in an antique shop and is utterly fascinated with it for reasons that escape me entirely!”
*gets up off the floor* What fun! 😀
Great account, thanks for the laugh, Haron!
Indy, I’m shocked about your suggestion, though… Well, actually your idea made me laugh, too! 😉 It created a mental image of Abel turning around the corner just when Haron says your innocent little sentence. I wonder whether he would be quick enough to come up with the “tomato growing” story, explaining to his father that planting is something Haron absolutely can’t relate to, thus her comment about reasons that escape her entirely… 😉
I’m curious now: Abel, what story would you come up with?
I hadn’t known of this conversation, but he subsequently engaged me in discussion about the same implement (sorry, garden accessory). The gist of his advice was that the ruler was a good idea, but that we didn’t need to space things quite as far apart as it advised. I’m guessing that means the strokes need to be quicker-paced, then…
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