Humor At My Husband's Expense

After talking to Ryan today he told me that everyone was looking forward to my next post because he told you guys it was going to be funny. Anyone that read the post, White Coat Fever, will know that nothing about it was funny. The reason is this:all I do is study therefore my mind is cluttered and overflowing with information relating to anatomy, histology and biochemistry. As a result, I forget the funny things that happen in my life. This story needs to be told not only because it has to do with embarrasing Ryan, but because I don't want to study any more tonight. I dedicate this post to my husband.

Earlier last week I received an Evite invitation from the Spouse's Organization here on campus. The organization was created to help students with spouses adjust to St. Maarten and AUC life. The invitation was for a welcome breakfast this last saturday. I immediately RSVPed because for one, Ryan was going to be in town, and two, I thought it'd be a good way to meet other married couples. So we show up to this restaurant, and as we walk up all I see is women. Ryan immediately asks me if he is supposed to be there at all. I reply with a not very reassuring "yes" and he demands that I go talk to the VP and ask her what is going on. Meanwhile more and more women are arriving. And Ryan still stands alone.

So I went up to the VP girl and said, "I was just wondering, is Ryan supposed to be here?" She was very sweet and said, "Ya, he's actually the one who is supposed to be here because in your case he is the spouse." Suddenly the little dull light bulb went off in my head as I realized that I was the one who wasn't invited. The welcome party was for new and old spouses of the students. He was the only guy because all the husbands are the ones in school. So I went back to the table and told Ryan of my findings. He became even more mad when I told him the news because this wasn't news to him. He figured it out the second we walked in. It gets better...

So we are all eating and Ryan is chatting with the wife next to him. She is telling him that she doesn't have much free time between the cooking, cleaning, and shopping. Suddenly they start relaying cleaning tips. I nearly peed my pants. Here my husband is, at a function beyond his control, and he is trading cleaning secrets! Classic moment. In the end, the group got together for a picture. All 23 women and Ryan...and to think, if only I had brought my camera that day!

So there it is. As much as my husband hated me that morning for making him so uncomfortable, he begged me to add this to my blog. I knew he'd laugh about it later!