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Hank’s Blog – Hiroshima 2.0


My wife and her sister are really close. I mean, there’s some competition there and some general feather-ruffling from time to time, but they’re tight. Of course, they’ve been in this feud recently, and it’s been pretty stressful. I won’t go into the gory details, but it was like swallowing glass trying to deal with it: My wife, she doesn’t open up a lot about her feelings and whatever (thank God for that), but I could tell it was bugging her, so I tried to step in. Not my smartest move ever.

I really just wanted to help out — life is infinitely better when my wife is happy. When she’s not… well, she makes little kids cry. Literally. I had no idea what to say to her to fix it, so I went and talked to her sister — I figured I could appeal to her to let bygones be bygones. My wife’s going through some stuff, and I figured her sister’d understand that.

Yeah, good move there Hank. Jesus, did I step into a huge pile of “how the hell do I get myself out of this nightmare?”

I’m gonna put it mildly here: It did not go over well. At all. I got my ass, complete with a new exit, handed to me. Apparently my wife’s sister was also going through some crap. Which, yeah, duh Hank. I don’t even know how that one got away from me.

So that happened. Never again, I’ll tell you. I am staying out of whatever goes on between those gals. Short of physically restraining one of them should it come to blows, I’m keeping my distance. And honestly, I might only intervene if actual weaponry makes an appearance.

Anyway, all that to say, it looks like they’ve finally made up… with absolutely no help from me whatsoever. Sweet Jesus, thank you. I don’t even care why the sudden change. I’m just happier than hell about it.

Man, I’m so happy, I’m seriously considering having a parade. Hell, I’ll build the floats myself.

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