I’m back with another edition of “Did I Just Say What I Thought I Said?” in which I share a phrase that I never thought:
A) would ever need to be said in the first place,
B) that I would need to be the one to say it and
C) that I wouldn’t just be saying it, I’d be yelling repeating it over and over and over…
For the first time ever I am sharing a phrase that I never thought I’d have to say that is not directed at any of the kids, nor even the dogs. No, this time it’s John who is the one who has been hearing:
No. I will not colonize Mars with you!
Repeatedly.
Because…
I am not interested in space. I’d rather here about the mating habit of moths than what far away planets have which moons and are covered with what frozen water like substance.
I am not interested in traveling through space. That’s just terrifying and you aren’t going to convince me otherwise.
I am not interested in living in a confined space for any length of time. I’m assuming there would be people other than my husband in that confined space with me. I mean, I like other people, and being around them is fine but then I like to leave them wherever they are and go back to my own earthy space with my husband and ignore all talk about stars, galaxies and life support systems.
I am not interested in going to Mars. Because to get to Mars you would have to travel through space in a tiny space with other people – just no.
I am not even remotely interested in staying on Mars. Even if I could avoid all the space travel and teleport there for a quick look around before quickly teleporting back to the nice green earth, Mars is NOT where I would go first… or second… or third…
It does not matter if John thinks he is the perfect candidate for Mars colonization. I am not. I don’t care if he makes up things about Mars needing chickens my answer stays the same.
No. I will not colonize Mars with you!
Just in case you thought I was being dramatic this is the poster now hanging in our bedroom.
What about you? If given the opportunity would you colonize Mars?
Behind the Willows 
Apparently I agree with you about that whole colony thing… Not only did I leave the American colonies to go to England, but I then moved to Scotland, and then to a tiny island off the coast of Scotland.
I think having that poster IN YOUR BEDROOM makes you best wife ever. In honor of your husband’s dream, here is:
I’ll be sure to show him your comment… for multiple reasons. 😉
Amen.
🙂
I would. 😀 … and then just keep on heading out. I want to know what’s out there. I would also need to be indestructible and immortal, but that’s beside the point! 😀
Well if I was indestructible and immortal that might be different… but I’m not. So I’m staying here.
Heck no, for all the reasons you so eloquently stated and then some. Just no. What the heck.
I have no idea- just sounds crazy to me. Now he says he would be content just doing regular astronaut orbiting the earth type things. EEP! (Fortunately for me they aren’t accepting applications right now- yeah, he checked.)
hahaha poor Jessie. I feel for ya.
I’ll stay right here. So many reasons not to leave earth. Too many!!!
Way too many!
Jessie,
You present a lot of good reasons not to go. If I was younger and was with someone adventurous enough, I might go…depending on the fine print.
RR
[…] On a beautiful winter evening we were having a campfire in the snow and looking at the stars. I was pointing out constellations to the kids because I have always loved the idea that stories and pictures are painted in the night sky. John, less thrilled with mythology and mere stories, pointed out Venus, because it’s a planet and he’s got this thing about space going on. (Nope Honey, still not going to Mars!) […]