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About me: I'm 42 and added another gherkin to our pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our 9-year-old Junior, our 6-year-old Everett, our toddler and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). When I'm not busy working as a graphic designer, I lie in a ball in the corner.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

I don't care if we have to travel there on horseback and I have to dress like a wench

Yesterday, after we went to our friends' baby's baptism in Newport, R.I. and before we could take an overtired, cranky Junior to the after hours at their house, Chuck and I took a nice, long drive so Junior could catch some zzzzzzs.

"Remember when we stayed there?" Chuck asked as we drove past the Hotel Viking.

"Mmmmhmmm."

No sooner were the words out of his mouth than a Viking Tours bus pulled out in front of us.

"Is Junior still asleep?"

"Mmmmhmmm."

We took a turn down a side street and passed the local high school. A large sign out front read, "Home of the Vikings."

When we got our friends' house, after an hour of tooling around town, Chuck gave me a big smile.

"So you believe in signs?"

"Mmmmhmmm."

"I think someone is telling us to move here."

Gasp! Sputter! Could it be that the one thing (okay, the biggest thing) that drives me insane about my husband—his freakish obsession with all things Medieval—will ultimately be my salvation? My one-way ticket out of Mulletville?

3 comments:

harrietv said...

Good luck! Newport is where my son and daughter-in-law got acquainted. (Call that a sign too.)

Sara said...

Here's hoping you get out of Mulletville! Thanks for checking up on me during the storm.

Sara

Frogs in my formula said...

Yes! Send me your signs!