Monday, January 16, 2012

A (non) Mature Madi Moment

Today, I thought I'd post a scene - well, a small portion of a scene - from my book. The following passage (from page 33) is a true Madi Moment. To put it in perspective, I've posted the quote that begins that chapter (I begin all my chapters with a fun quote). Maybe you can relate. If not, then maybe you can get a little chuckle. Or, better yet, maybe you'll run over to Amazon or your favorite bookstore and buy my book!

"Maturity is knowing when to be immature." 
-Randall Hall, guitarist for Lynyrd Skynard

“I’m not in the mood to talk, Rich.”

“Well, it’s not all about you, Madi.”

“It’s not about me at all, is it?” I raise my eyebrows and give him my best witchy expression.

Rich rolls his eyes. “I can see you haven’t come to your senses yet.”

“I don’t have time for this.”

“Well, when do you predict you’ll have time? To talk, I mean.”

I ram my fists into my sides. “I don’t know. I’ve never been cheated on before—at least, that I know of. I’ll keep you posted, ’kay?”

He sighs and runs a gloved hand through his hair. He stares off into the distance for a few seconds before shaking his head. “I’m trying to be civil here, and you’re being malicious.”

“That’s me—Malicious Madi.”

“Just let me say one thing.”

“Nope. No more talking.” I close the rear hatch and make my way around the side of the van.

“Madi, please.”

I stick my fingers in my ears. “La la la la la la la la la la la…”

“C-mon, Madi, you’re acting like one of my students.” His voice is slightly muffled but I hear every word.

If I were the princess Sarah says I am, perhaps I would gracefully ignore his comment and exit quietly. But, because Grumpy is my persona, I turn and scowl. “I’ll give you fourth-grade, Rich.” Then I do something I haven’t done in thirty years. I stick out my tongue and blow, spit flying.

I climb into the van, back out and gun it. Richard stands there, shaking his head. So blowing raspberries at my husband may have been a little immature. But it sure made me feel a heck of a lot better.

So tell me. Have you ever behaved like a child? Or wanted to? Do share!


Terri Tiffany said...

Yup-- i admit I have and sometimes it just feels plain good!

Dara said...

Probably more often than I should. Especially after a long day with a grumpy infant--it tends to rub off on me :P

I'm mostly guilty of lots of eye-rolling--hubby says I'm like a teenager when I do that so I try not to do it anymore--or at least not when he can see! :P

Lynda Lee Schab said...

It DOES feel good, doesn't it, Terri? Dara...I'm guilty of the eye-roll thing, too. And it's Madi's daughter Christina's trademark action. Of course, she's 16. LoL

Loree Huebner said...

Very funny.

I do occasionally warp into child mode. And yep, my hubby lets me know it.

Julie Arduini said...

Yep! When I was pregnant I was extra hormonal and bent on making tacos. I ran to the store for the meat. Get back, and realize I didn't have the taco sauce. The stove didn't turn on the first time. I threw a hissy fit like the world was ending.

I also remember losing it when I attended a ministry function my husband is active in. They not only had game night, they had buzzers hooked up for the games. They called me on stage and all the questions were about the ministry, of which I'm not a part of. I pretty much stood up and announced this was a fun-sucking event, and I was out of there, in Jesus' name. :)

Lynda Lee Schab said...

LOL, Julie. Oh, the silly things we do...