A Musical Concert or Aggravating Noise? (standard:humor, 914 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Sep 13 2020	Views/Reads: 1279/912	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Throughout my life, I have discovered that the important thing is not what you disagree about but rather what you agree on, and that brings you together.

To say the least, and I usually do, this summer has been quite a journey
for the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and myself. I can't remember 
a summer equal to the one we just went through. The fact that we got 
through it is amazing. 

We have been staying at home more often than usual, but I'm not
complaining. What better night than the Gracious Mistress of the 
Parsonage and me sharing whatever we are doing? 

One night this past week, I turned off the TV; we were getting ready to
go to bed when my wife said, "What is that aggravating noise?" 

I didn't know what she was talking about. I asked her to tell me what
noise she was referring to. 

“Listen,” she whispered, “don't you hear that noise?” 

I must say one of my problems is that although I listen, I most often
don't hear. There is supposed to be a connection between listening and 
hearing, but it doesn't always work with me. I guess I'm wired 
differently than my wife. 

When they say men and women are equal, they obviously have never been
married. Both men and women have their eccentricities. Mine is more 
obvious than my wife's. 

A husband soon discovers after his marriage that there is a major
difference between him and his bride. It takes him a while to 
unscramble it and figure out how to deal with it. 

As I tried to listen, I couldn't hear what she was hearing. And then I
heard it. Somewhere in our living room, a tree frog invited himself to 
provide us with one of his concerts. 

There's nothing I like better at night than listening to a tree frog
singing its latest song. 

“That's not aggravating noise,” I replied, “that's a tree frog singing a
musical concert for us.” 

"It is not music," my wife uttered, "it is aggravating noise, and we
need to get rid of it right now." 

Now, if anybody knows anything about music, it is my wife. She plays the
piano, the organ, the guitar, the flute, and many times she plays me. 
But that's a different story. 

For me, I don't have a musical background. If you ever heard me singing,
you would understand. 

When I first met my wife, she was singing in a musical group. They did a
great job and traveled church to church on weekends. So, she can sing 
very well. 

Never once have I even entertained the idea of her and I singing a duet.


“Where is that aggravating noise coming from?” 

I learned that when my wife asks a question to be very careful in my
response. I'm not saying that she sets before me trick questions, she 
does, but I'm not saying that. 

She searched all through the living room to find this singing tree frog
for the rest of the evening. Never once did the music stop while she 
was searching. I just sat back and enjoyed the concert. 

At one point, she looked at me and said, "Why are you smiling?" 

Not realizing I was smiling, I just looked at her and said, "I'm
enjoying that wonderful music." 

“Well, stop it and help me find where that tree frog is.” 

We never did find that tree frog that night. It sang all night long, and


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