Two weeks ago.
Me to Jason, "Did I tell you that Howie Mandel of NBC's Deal or No Deal has mysophobia?"
Jason to me, "Really? That is very interesting."
Me, "I think that's why he bumps fists with people. Instead of shaking their hands."
Jason, "I think you are right."
One week ago.
Jason to me, while watching Deal or No Deal, "I wonder why he avoids shaking the contestants hands?"
Me, "Remember? I told you he had mysophobia? Fear of germs?"
Jason, "Really? That's very interesting."
Me, "Honey? Remember? That's why he does the fist bumps? Instead of shaking hands?"
Jason, "Is that why? I think you must be right!"
Today.
Jason, to me, "Did I tell you that Howie Mandel has mysophobia?"
Me, "You don't say!"
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Mind like a steel trap!!
HAHAHA!!!
Yeah, many, many, Maaaaaaaaaaaaannny conversations like that occur in our household.
Something about the way they're wired.
Men! : )
The brain injury explains why he married YOU.
Is anonymous being mean or are they saying that Jason's lucky to have found such a fabulous woman who'd take him despite his silliness?
Must be the latter.
I'm going to be laughing over that all day, by the way. I have those moments with Neil often.
We have lots of those conversations in our household, too. I think that Y chromosome My Hubby has causes memory retention issues, but only when it has to do with things I personally say. :)
I find myself having conversations very close to this with none other than my own Jason.
I do that! I'll be talking to my roommate and be all hey, did you hear blah blah blah? Isn't that amazing? And she'll turn from her computer screen with this look that says you. are the single stupidest person to ever exist. and say,"Dumbass. I told you that." And I go really? Well, that's interesting.
You've been listening in on our conversations at our house, haven't you???
Yeah we have those, too. It's a man thing.
Yesterday, he was asking me about a movie that he had watched half of, and I had finished. As I was telling him about it. I could tell when he wasn't listening (he'd be looking at something else or get that look in his eyes that says he's tuning me out) and so my solution when that happens, is that I just stop talking. I figure if he's interested enough he'll prompt me to continue. If not, then I am not going to waste my breath. Yesterday it happened twice while I was telling him, and both times he prompted so I continued. Sometimes when I stop mid-sentence he doesn't even notice, so I figure why bother talking?
Men. Can't live with 'em, can't kill 'em! LOL
Sadly, I do that all the time... And I have no brain injury for people to excuse my behavior.
and they say men don't listen.
I'm going to go ask my husband if he has a brain injury too.
Hmmmm...he's not answering.
What? Didn't he think I was being serious?
Because I totally was.
Um, yeah. I think we must have the same husband. Bigamy. My Ty is driving to Memphis (a.k.a. work) and is posing as your Jason. Because this is the kind of shit that comes out of his mouth.
Creepy.
Maybe if every other word we said was "sex" or "porno" or "blow job" they'd pay more attention! LOL
Yeah mine never remembers anything and we fight about how stupid he is all the time. For the love of GOD.
The PERFECT example of how well men listen.
I don't know if you would call it a brain injury or what one might refer to as being "male."
He just does it so you'll feature him here on "Jason, What the Heck."
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