By Diane Ako
Comical things happen around my household multiple times a day. Either it's an absurdly funny situation, or an actual attempt at humor by me or my husband.
I am not sure why, but this one had me laughing out loud for a while the day Claus said it, and days after the fact, it still provides me an occasional laugh out loud. So I will share:
I killed a small roach in the garage. Not even one scream from me. I am toughening up.
I hit it with a slipper (how else is it done in Hawaii?) and the body fell onto the railing. I didn't clear the body away right away.
A little while later, when Claus and I were going into the house together, I had my hands full. He was about to open the screen door for me.
"Oh, first, can you flick that guy off?" I said, nodding my head towards the roach. He knew about it since he complimented me on my fearless kill just minutes earlier.
He gave it The Bird.