OR mice or roaches.  That old Jim Stafford song about a clueless guy who says, “I got silly and found a frog in the water by a hollow log; And I shook it at her and I said, “This frog’s for you.”  She said, “I don’t like spiders and snakes; And that ain’t what it takes to love me, you fool, you fool!”

Oh yeah, sometimes guys are clueless.   When we packed up to move, the bubble wrap came with an added extra – a family of mice that got loose in the house.  This is a conversation I had with Alpha Hubby today:

Me: You got another mouse.
AH: Did you take it outside?
Me: NO!
AH: Why not?
Me: Eeww, it’s still alive! It might fall off the sticky trap and fall on my foot! And then where would we be be? I’ll tell you where we’d be – dealing with the screaming meamies.”
AH: On come on (laughing). What’s the big deal? You gonna wait ’til I get home?”
Me: (silence)
AH: OK, I’ll get him out then (snickering).

Now, truth be told, Alpha Hubby does understand and knows BEYOND A SHADOW OF DOUBT that I do not do spiders, snakes, roaches, frogs, mice, and any other sort of unnatural beastie or being on this earth.  He is not the kind of guy who would have tried to impress me with a frog when we were kids.  Nah, he was the guy who was always trying to steal a kiss.

He swears I would have fallen in love with him in the sandbox.  And who’s to say?  I didn’t meet him until we were in our early 40’s and oh, it has been an amazing, miraculous journey thus far.

I remember telling him when we first decided to marry that I didn’t want to be one of those women who was “joined at the hips” with their husbands.  I wanted to maintain some semblance of independence, take off and visit my friends in far-away states, sharing “girl time” if need be.  Boy, have I eaten those words many times since.  We finish one another sentences and thoughts now.  I can’t imagine being with anyone more fun, more understanding, more supportive, and more “there for me” than he is and has been.

What does that have to do with spiders and snakes?  Not a doggone thing.  I’m taking a break from packing, if you must now.  I’m also just killing time waiting for him to come home and become The Exterminator, once again, and deal with Mouse #4.  I’m thinking about how much I love this guy and still standing in awe and amazement that God loved me so much, He gave this man to me as a gift to share my life’s journey with here on earth.

Man, makes me want to break out in song, “You are so beautiful to meee….” accompanied by little squeaking voices  in the background.