I read a post the other morning that used the word "facade".
I thought I understood the meaning and I thought it looked easy enough to pronounce so I tucked this little gem of a word away in my shallow little mind. I was going to pull it out and use it at just the perfect time and stump my loving, yet overachieving husband.
I was going to feel like the smart one...for once.
Well, I was shocked when the opportunity provided itself just a few short hours later.
I tried to use it on my husband. He was hugging me outside after sending our language teacher on her way. I had just completed a tough three hour language class in which both my husband and teacher were very hard on me. I was being overly sensitive I was later told.
Well, he was hugging me...I WAS NOT hugging him and I was trying (really...I was trying) to be mad at him. He wouldn't let me go. (he knows I hate that!) And he told me he loved me.
I said... "No you don't! It's all just a facade!"
Only I said fak-aid.
He tried to hold it in, knowing laughing at me would only intensify my frustration, but when he said, "It's facade not fak-aid..... I lost it.
I laughed so hard I left tears all over his jacket. That was the end of my "pretending to be mad".