(scene opens in cluttered dinning room)
Me: (to Husband walking in) Your mother called, she’s canceling Easter.
Husband: Oh my god! Do you mean he’s still dead?!
Me: (stares, laughs, fumbles for comeback) Okay, I got nothing. Can we start that scene over again?
(Husband exits to kitchen, comes back)
Me: Your mother called, we’re not having party on Easter.
Husband: Oh my god! Were they not able to roll the rock back?
Me: No!
(Husband exits to kitchen, comes back)
Me: (sigh) Your mother called. We’re not getting everyone together on Easter for the family gathering.
Husband: What am I going to do with all these extra nails?
Me: (gives up) That’s it. I’m blogging that and you can’t stop me.