"Willow, what are you doing," the boyfriend calmly asks.
"I'm dancing under my tree, dear. What else would I be doing in the yard under the tree," I reply with a smile on my face.
"Okay, I guess what I should have asked is this: why are you dancing under your tree?" His face was calm and composed, the boyfriend doesn't let much surprise him or freak him out. And that has got to be a major plus in our relationship, after all, he is dating a witch.
"Because my damn neighbors can't seem to mind their own business, so I thought I would entertain them tonight," I replied, smiling from ear to ear.
A question mark was clearly drawn on his face, but bless his heart all he said was, "Well okay then, I'll leave you to it."
Now I'm not gonna lie, I can be a little bit of an attention freak. When he didn't ask me exactly what had brought me so far as to dance around under my tree in my crazy socks I got a little sad.
"You're not going to ask me what they did this time that made me dance under my tree in my crazy socks?"
"Nope, if you're acting like you've lost your mind I'm pretty sure you have a good reason and I would rather just let you continue with whatever it is your doing than interrupt you."
Well that just took the fun right out of it for me. I don't know about you guys, but sometimes I like to do weird stuff like dance under my tree and generally act like my brain has gone missing just because most people will ask why. When the boyfriend just let it go I was thinking to myself "What do I have to do to make him really ask WHAT THE HELL?" So far I haven't found it...
One day my dear, one day I will finally do that one thing that will make you stop and go "Willow, what in the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind," and then you will laugh at the insanity that is Willow and I will finally have the satisfaction of surprising you!