A thorn is… just a thorn

The husband and I were chatting about anything and everything as is our custom, jumping in and out of topics…

Me: Did you know that Ivy described me as a thorn in her side?
ZB: Is it? Why?
Me: I dunno… I guess because I always aggravate her or something.
ZB: *chuckles*
Me: It’s not like I try to do it you know, cos I don’t! Like that night we had dinner and she insisted I was fighting with her over the dessert. I wasn’t trying to be difficult, really! I was just engrossed in eating…
ZB: That doesn’t change anything.
Me: Huh?
ZB: Why do you think she describes you as a thorn? A thorn doesn’t have to do anything. It pricks because it’s a thorn! So you don’t have to try to do anything to Ivy… I guess you just ‘prick’ her anyway..
Me: *mutters* well at least she says I tickle her sometimes too!

Maybe the husband has a point! I should stop wondering why I seem to agitate Ivy so easily and just accept the fact that I do. :P


  1. btw, Zibin, you HAD to be there to see HOW she was eating. She was like COMPLETELY blocking me ok??? and she had SOOO much space on her side. AIYO. i demo on Sunday.

  2. ha ha still so agitated! u sure u wanna demo on Sunday? Sekali u scare all ur other friends away! :P hmm i dun mind, as long as I get to eat!

  3. HAHAHAHAHA. THAT’s HER PLOY zibin, i tell you!! i have a witness!!! Ann, just because Zibin enjoys watching you taking his food, doesn’t mean everyone else does ok? ur loving hubby has spoilt u… hahaha

  4. i dedicate the love quote below to both of you.. out of the mouths of babes, the truth comes! :))

    ‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’ Chrissie – age 6

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