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today, after the lunch buffet was over, scott and i cleaned up and took down the buffet tables. this task involves carrying very large, heavy objects and always requires two people and four or five trips. today scott and i had the fun of taking down buffet.

after doing all the hard part, we were left with a large red plastic tablecloth and some rearranging of chairs and tables. scott told me to put the tablecloth away. i looked at him...."um, okay, but can you tell me where it goes? buddy always does that so i don't actually know where it goes." scott looks at me searchingly, and then shakes his head knowingly. "whatever, you're not fooling me, you know where it goes." "noooooooooooooo.....i really really don't! just tell me where it goes!" "i'm not falling for this! you know and you're just trying to trap me!" "no scott! I REALLY DON'T KNOW! GOSH! I'M NOT LYING! JUST TELL ME!"

by now we're both cracking up, and he still doesn't believe that i don't know where to put the stupid tablecloth. he even started to walk away once but i cajoled and palavered (haaaaaaa, i get to use the words "cajoled" and "palavered" in this post! THAT is my doozy for post #600! w00t! in your FACES!) him into coming back, and showing me how to fold it and finally disclosing that i was to place the tablecloth "under the thingy" in the garden room.

my favorite part of the entire exchange was when he pointed out how the tables had turned -- he was usually the one who didn't know anything and i have all the pizza hut answers, but this time i was lacking the know-how and had to ask him for help. i'm certain that he thoroughly enjoyed the moment.