This past weekend, I planned to go antiquing. Sometimes Chris tags along…other times he prefers to let me loose on my own. I often make lists of specific things that I am looking for, most of which is decidedly feminine. I rarely stick the list, but it is a reminder of the things I do need and/or specific measurements for furniture. This was one of the times Chris was tagging along.
I called out to Chris in the other room to chat him up about what he might be shopping for….
"Honey?", I called to get his attention.
"Yeah?", he replied.
"What is on your list?", I inquired, sounding interested.
"List, what list?", he questioned.
"You know, your treasure list. What kind of trinkets will you be keeping your eyes open for today? Anything in particular you will be searching for?", I explained.
" You mean frilly, girlie, lacy stuff like you buy? Hmm, I’d just love some Limoges plates with roses all over them, frou-frou Frenchie lace or I would adore some crystal perfume bottles", he teased in his high falsetto feminine voice.
"Perfect, I’ll put them on the list for you!", I managed to answer back.
"No thanks. I’ll be looking for money clips, cuff links, cigarette cases, old lighters…and tools. You know, manly stuff ", he said in his deep macho voice.
"Ohhhhh, so you’re going shopping for Man-tiques!", I cleverly replied.
We both burst out laughing knowing that I had just coined a new phrase in our home. From now on, when I go antique hunting, I will ask him if he wants to go Mantiquing. I think he much prefers the sound of that.
Photo: Masculine and feminine treasures, co-habitating peacefully.