I relaxed in the backyard yesterday watching the wife
and daughter #2 struggling to assemble a swinging outdoor chair/hammock thing from WalMart, that is to be my Father's Day present.
Since I showed no sign of eagerness to rescue them from this onerous task, and instead relaxed and read nearby (though out of 'accidental' throwing range of tools), enjoying a refreshing drink, they refused to speak to me until the project was completed.
After that, proud of their completion, they magnanimously began speaking to me again, in order to declare the completion of said superlative creation (upon which I rocked while continuing my reading until the sun sank below the Pleasanton Ridge, and the distraction of the growing evening chill drove me indoors).
However, I won the subsequent Scrabble game, and now they aren't
speaking to be again at least not with any words over 7 letters.
(And the chills seems to have followed me indoors!)