Me: C’mon, let’s go.
Hubby: Huh?
Me: Let’s go!
Hubby: Where? I just got home.
Me: Downtown. You need to change your shirt.
Hubby: What? Why? I don’t wanna go anywhere.
Me: Yes you do. Go change.
Hubby: (rolls eyes) No I don’t.
Me: Yes you do!
Hubby: Why do I want to go somewhere? (gets off couch to go change)
Me: Because I don’t want to go by myself.
Hubby: Hrrrrmph! (goes to change shirt)
We get in the truck and head downtown.
Hubby: Any place in particular you want to go ‘downtown?’
Me: 101A N. Patterson St. That particular enough for you?
Hubby: Oooooo kaaaaaaay. Why are we going all the way down there?
Me: There’s a new business that openned there that I want to check out.
Hubby: Oh, great. (NOT enthused at this point)
Me: You’ll like it.
Hubby: (looks at me sideways)
Me: You can park any where in here. It’s not far to walk.
We pull over and walk to the new business.
Hubby: What’s The Golden Leaf? (name of the business)
Me: Let’s go in. You’ll see.
Hubby: And I’ll like it. Right.
We got inside and he stopped in his tracks. The new establishment is a cigar, tobacco and pipe shop, where you can actually sit and smoke. The city has an ordinance that you can’t smoke in any public place, so this is really a find, since my hubby smokes. I want him to quit, but he enjoys smoking and doesn’t want to. So, I figure since you don’t inhale pipe or cigar smoke, maybe we can work out a compromise. He gets all the flavor, but cuts the health risks. He really liked the place and the proprietor, so we will definately go back. Wish me luck.
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