Let Me Count the Waves?
My Husband: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Me: What?
My Husband: You don’t know that? It’s a famous poem.
Me: I know, but you said “Let me count the ways.”
My Husband: That’s the way it goes.
Me: No it’s not. It goes “Let me count the waves.”
My Husband: No it doesn’t. That doesn’t mean anything.
Me: It’s a poem. You’re not supposed to understand it. It’s just supposed to sound nice.
My Husband: You’re wrong.
Me: I’m not. It’s “Let me count the waves.”
Later I looked it up and he was right, of course.
I shouldn’t make any excuses for myself, but I’m going to. I originally heard the poem on The Love Boat when I was a child. A man and a woman were standing on deck and the man said, “How do I love thee? Let me count that waves.” Or at least, that’s what I thought he said. It made sense at the time. They were on a boat and there were a lot of waves. That’s a whole lot of love. Right?
May 11th, 2009 at 12:02 pm
LOL!!! you’re so silly! No! it wouldnt be better as waves… No one can count waves. They come and disappear.. you’d be countin infinitum… but if you could count the WAYS… then, you might get 30 or 40 ways counted and be done
All that to say “Go head and let hubby count the ways!” you might get some flowers or some chocolate or some oral or somethin out the deal. But counting WAVES? You get nothing ;-p
-Tko
September 8th, 2009 at 4:49 am
Don’t feel too bad about that! I thought my Mom was feeding us tooter fish and we were watching soap poppers until my early teens. Also, my Mom would always tell us that if we thought she was stupid we had another thing coming. When I read that it was really another THINK coming I was shocked. Apparently I had been misquoting a silly saying for twenty years - strangely, no one noticed.