Wednesday, May 05, 2010

He Cannot Tell a Lie

"That's 'Your Wildest Dreams'," I told Darren, belting out my best impersonation of The Moody Blues.

"No, it's not," he said. "That's more like my wildest nightmare."

His honesty is just one of the many things I love about him. ;)

(And hey, I never said that I could sing...only that I really, really, enjoy singing.)


Becki said...

Mike and I were driving back home from visiting my parents in Pennsylvania several years ago.

It's a 2,200 mile trip, and we were in the last quarter of - more than enough time shut in a car together to be a little snarly.

I had just taken over driving, putting on one of my CDs (driver called the music was our agreement).

I took a breath to say something to him and he growled, "DON'T start singing again." We didn't speak again until Abilene. :)

Jill said...

That's so cute.

And I love the Moody Blues. :)

Melissa said...

That's a great story, Becki! I can totally imagine myself and Darren in the same situation. Our poor suffering husbands. :)

Jill, I wonder what other musical preferences we have in common? My tastes are pretty random and eclectic. ;)