Mutant brain.

So husband and I are away for a lovely weekend of relaxation and beach times in beautiful Sorrento.

It's my Mo-Lo's birthday this week, so it's a whole family type gathering.

Husband has been one very busy boy lately, of the last 4 weeks, he has been away for part if not all of 3 of them on business.

Booooo!

So we got home from our respective jobs last night, threw some clothes in some bags, and I proceeded to drive us to Sorrento.

It's not too far, maybe an hour or 2....

All went according to plan except for the occasional:

H: "Get into this lane" 

H: "Watch out for that guy"

H: "The light's going to change".....

Me: "DO YOU WANT TO DRIVE?!"

H: ".....no"

Me: "Then shut the fuck up"

Husband has the attention span of a really annoying goldfish.

So half an hour later, he starts messing with my radio, changing my levels.

Don't mess with my levels, I got them just how I like them!

Very annoying.

As we get closer to our beachfront destination I ask said husband to check the maps of google to find our turnoff.

H: "Stringer street"

Me: "Okay cool....."

.........

Me: "What was it again? I've forgotten already"

H: "Stringer"

Me:"Stringer, right"

Me: "19, 20, 18, 9, 14, 7, 5, 18"

H: "What the fuck are you counting?"

Me: "I'm spelling Stringer with numbers, it's easier to remember."

H: "............they should have had you checked out as a child so they could fix you early"

Me: "it's not a defect to be cured, it's just a brain thing, a good brain thing"

"If this were the X-Men, you'd totally be all 'mutants need to be cured, down with mutants' and I'd be all 'Yay mutants, mutants are rad!'

H: ".........maybe"

image: geekologie

He's just jealous his brain isn't as awesome as mine.

Although that being said, he is able to remember names without the aid of numbers.....

Damn.

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