THE AZTECS ARE COMING!

THE AZTECS ARE COMING!

From Chicken Soup for the Soul in Menopause

The Aztecs Are Coming!

It was the first time I had been out on the highway after Houston had made changes to some of their tollbooths. As we neared the tollbooth, my menopause vision took over.

“Well,” I said, to my husband, who was driving, “that figures. These tollbooths have a separate lane to let certain people through for free.”

My husband stared blankly ahead, his mouth open because, of course, the man was clueless as to what was on my mind.

“What are you talking about?” he asked.

“Well now, evidently we have Aztecs in Texas, and they are letting them through the tollbooth free.”

I was greeted with a very blank look. He still didn’t understand.

What is wrong with this man? I thought.

“Hun, what in the world are you talking about?”

I pointed to the last lane and said, “See, ‘Aztecs.’ They have a lane for Aztecs. When did that happen?”

He started laughing out loud. “That sign says “EZ Tag.”“ He explained what it meant. I put my glasses on and laughed out loud, too.

To this day, my husband tells this story as often as he can. At least there is humor in menopause . . . sometimes.

Connie Parish

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