It always happens, no matter what we are doing or where we are travelling.
Hubby has the ability to think of 55 x 10³ things at once. It’s a gift and a curse. It does not matter if we are out having ice cream at Baskin Robbins™. In the middle of a delectable bite of Cherries Jubilee, he will ask any one of us a question involving a possible, but highly improbable scenario. It was no different yesterday on the way back from visiting family.
Hubby: Suppose we are on the way home, and suddenly you see a mushroom cloud go up in the distance. What would you do?
Me: Are you serious right now?
Hubby: Yes. What would YOU do??
Me: Uh, well… take my family away from it??
Hubby: And then what?
Me: Pray.
As an after thought I would also go beyond a place of high elevation to let the radiation rain off. But I was a bit groggy from dozing off in the vehicle. Once I was awake, we developed the “WWYD” scenario, to the flip side.
Hubby: What places would the bad guys send a nuclear bomb, and why?
Eldest: Well, high population areas, like major cities.
Me: Hmmmm…. San Andreas Fault, and Yellowstone.
Hubby: Damn honey, you are evul.
Me: Well, yeah. Oh, and add the TVA while you’re at it.
He may think of a metric ton of stuff at once, but I hone my focus to a singularity for effect. It’s a gift, not a curse 😉
