Blah Blah Blah

This is what my husband hears when I speak. I say, "I have an appointment on Wednesday; don't forget." He hears, "Blah blah blah Wednesday blah." Wednesday comes, and he wants to know where I'm going. And there's always an excuse, too, like I told him too long ago or failed to mention it every few minutes since Tuesday.

I tried an experiment once. While he was grading papers, I said, "Blah blah blah Wednesday blah." He said OK. And when I left on Wednesday, he wasn't surprised.

All this time I guess I have been speaking the wrong language.