Him: I get 3 free magazines for a year. Which ones do you want? Entertainment Weekly, Better Homes and Gardens, Guns and Ammo, Horse and Hound...
Me: (Partially listening as I fold laundry) Oh, um, Entertainment weekly.
2 Months Later
Me: Man, we got another of these Entertainment magazines. They are really stacking up. I can't even look at them all.
Him: They come every week.
Me: Every WEEK? That is too much. How am I supposed to keep up with that pace?
Him: It is Entertainment WEEKLY.
Me: They won't even stay stacked. They keep falling over.
Him: Entertainment Weekly.
Me: Oh. Right. Still, it is overkill. I don't need that much entertainment news. Maybe an Entertainment Bi-Monthly....if that is the one that means twice a month and not every 2 months.
And then we just looked at each other and I know we were both remembering the same episode of Everybody Loves Raymond where Marie freaks out because Raymond gave her a fruit of the month club.
Even though I am closer to Deborah's (the Wife) age, that I can really relate to that Marie (the Mom). Advanced apologies to my future grown children and their spouses.
But if I ever got to be on Entertainment Weekly, I'd know I'd probably end up being this guy.
