December 9, 2007
“Dear, we really need to talk about Christmas” the words were accompanied by a less than gentle tap on the head. I looked up from my Seat Relocation Form to find a somewhat irritated looking Trina standing above me.
“What did you hit me for?” I asked.
“I’ve been standing here for 5 minutes repeating myself over and over” was her reply. I had to wonder whether General Bernard L. Montgomery or General Dwight D. Eisenhower had to deal with similar intrusions by their wives when they were planning the Battle of Normandy? I can just imagine Mamie Eisenhower prodding her husband to stop all these silly battle planning sessions to go to the mall with her and watch her try on clothes from Victoria’s Secret. I instantly tried to erase that mental image as no one wants to imagine Mamie Eisenhower in an Infinity Edge push-up bra.