Every Time Two Nerds Collide

I came out of the bathroom and got into bed. After first checking "The Google" to see if shortened periods were indicators of premenopause.

"So my periods are shorter" I said to my husband.
Who is the queasiest of men and wants NOTHING to do with this topic - ever.
As I'm sure neither does my gentle reader.

"Uh huh," he said. "So what, you think you should see a doctor?"
"No. I just think I'm getting, you know, old."

As I settled in next to him I continued the conversation from weeks ago as if it was just that night.
" I love how we have o keep having this baby talk, Negotiating, discussing. Watch, we'll make this big decision and we'll find out..."
He interrupts "That your barren?"
I laughed. My dad used to call me his barren daughter during introductions.
"This is my youngest, she's a barren single professional."

We rolled over to go to sleep.

Into the dark I hear Doug say "I wouldn't mind being a Baron you know"
"I'm sure" I said. Drier then the desert.
"Baron von Butler...I like that"
"Baron Butler? Sounds too alliterative"
"I know, that's why we need the von"
"Then I'd be the Barren Baroness Butler?"
"Exactly" he crowed.
Then continued. "Actually, I wouldn't mind being a Archduke."
"REALLY? I expressed genuine interest. "Not a king?"
"No. you can't be a benevolent dictator when your a king. You have to oppress with kindness."
hmm. I thought.
He went on "I think Id rather be a Archduke because then we could live in a Duchi."
"That's AWESOME" I played along. "So if UPS delivered something they could pass our dutchi on the left hand side???"

Then we both chuckled, preened, and marveled at our own wit.

I had to check though. after. Just to be sure he got it.
"You know, because UPS..."
"I know. I got it."