So, on that note, let me tell you how crazy my husband is.
The man is a wonderful man who works hard and loves his family. He is very responsible and trustworthy. You can totally tell him all your secrets. Why? Because he won't remember a damn word you said, that's why.
Sometimes you can jog his memory until he vaguely remembers something about what you said. But other times? Nothing. His mind is blank, and he swears to you that he has never heard anything about what you're talking about before in his life. It can get a little frustrating. And by little, I mean, a whole heck of a lot.
I called him an alzheimer's SOB last week, I got so frustrated. Here's why: The latch on our front door sometimes sticks in, so that when you go to shut the door, it doesn't latch. Not really a big deal, but it's happened to us several times. Several times. And more than once he's been the one to twist the knob to un-stick it. So when I mentioned that I was told it would just need a little grease to fix it, he replied with, "What are you talking about?" Then he proceeded to inspect the back door, when in fact, it is the front door that has the problem.
He claimed the door had never done that to him. He said that I must be crazy. He claimed no knowledge of such a problem, even though I was there to witness him un-sticking the door just the week before! SHEESH!
Then yesterday, he was coming in the door, and it did it again. He said, "Is this the problem you were talking about?" And he mentioned that maybe, just maybe, mind you, he did remember something about it doing it before.
I think I'm married to two different men. They both look exactly the same, and have the same mannerisms. The only difference is that one is there for the conversation, and the other is not. So when you bring it up later, one knows what the hell you're talking about, while the other has, and I quote, "Never heard anything about that in my life."
And because this is my blog, you will not hear about anything crazy that I do. Because there is nothing crazy about me, I am perfectly sane and well-adjusted. (Shush! I am!)