Getting Carded

Have you ever had a conversation with someone, thinking you were both on the same page only to realize you were in different books? I’ve experienced it twice this last month, both with my hubby. It went something like this:

Me: I need to go to Hallmark and pick up cards for my parents’ birthdays.

Him: I thought you were getting your dad a Kohl’s card.

Me: I am, but I need a card from Hallmark

Him: They sell cards?

About which time my brain started knocking on my skull, warning me something was amiss. Still I pressed on. 

Me: Of course they sell cards. 

Him: Okay, let’s go.

But it wasn’t until we were at the store that I realized he thought I meant to pick up a gift card to Kohl’s at the Hallmark store. What I wanted was the paper card with the birthday saying that I would put the plastic gift card inside.

Apparently, hubby thinks I should have said the gift certificate  to Kohl’s would go into the Birthday Card. 

It was a Who’s on First moment.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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