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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything

Oh Dear

Well, I did something stupid, and I ended up having to sleep…alone…on the pull out couch in the den last night.

Anybody want to guess what I did? (Please remember, this is a family show, and my thumb hovers over the erase button at all times.)

10 Responses

  1. Well, speaking from experience it could be just about anything.

    You don’t seem to be dumb enough to have answered the death trap question: “Do these make me look fat?”

    In fact, I’m not going with marital strife at all: You invited over friends with a large family without first checking with the wife, so you had to bunk solo to make room.

  2. You consumed large quantities of garlic without giving your wife a chance to do same, thereby making cohabititation in the same room impossible.

    Been there, done that. :oD

  3. Oh! Oh! Oh!
    It’s a trick question; I know this one!

    You’re not in your own house.


    Well, then I’ll have to go with:
    1. forgotten birthday/anniversary/first date
    2. You insulted her sister. Again.
    3. Yous said, “Then just go on a diet.”

  4. OK, that’s enough, Greg. Time to spill the beans. Or you’ll offend your loyal readership and we’ll all boycott you. Permanently. Or for a day or two…

  5. Ah Walrus, I have made a mistake. I thought you weren’t following along closely, when of course you are following along all too closely.

    My lovely wife will not sleep on another floor from her toddler son. We shipped out one son to his grandmother’s, she slept in his bed, upstairs, and I got the couch/bed downstairs. Dislocation! Alienation! Agony!

    My wife got a laugh from the garlic comment. We’re both stuffed with it at all times.

  6. You don’t know garlic till you’ve had a shawarma from Mr. Shawarma. Along with the deep-fried potatoes smothered in yet more garlic sauce.

    Yes, we have Lebanese fast food here, and only a block away. My kids are addicted.

    Mind you, my MIL’s marinated eggplants are pretty potent too. Usually we stink in unison, so it’s not an issue.

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