Aug 9, 2005

There's a point...

when you've been together so long, that you just say thing that you shouldn't. To strangers. Case-in-point:

Last night, Scott and I are sitting at a car dealership. You know, one of the most uncomfortable places on earth. Because, seriously, it all comes down to "Are you WORTHY enough to drive my car?" And, hell if I know how this happens, but one minute we're talking to the financing lady about payments, and the next, I hear this come out of Scott's mouth:

"Yeah, we were just laughing because we figured that this is the first August in four years that Stephanie hasn't been nursing."

Um, what?? Granted, we all know that interest rates and breastfeeding are apples to apples, but why tell the finace person? I just looked at him, and smiled. I have a plan, and it goes something like this:

Next time we go to an Italian restaurant and I order spaghetti, I'll just throw in, "I'd like marinara on that. And you know, that just reminds me, he wears his penis on the left side of his underwear! Can you believe?!"

You know, because marinara and penises go hand in hand.

6 comments:

Kathy Rooney said...

i cant believe he is still breathing after that!

Radin said...

It just slips out sometimes. I mean the words.

Lisa said...

and if he is anything like my dh, he has no clue why that comment wasn't appropriate to share with the general public-lol

void said...

Bwahahahahahahahaha! Bwahahahahhahah! Do it! :o)

LosingSanity said...

You should count yourself lucky. Very early in our marriage, my hubby and I went out drinking with my boss, and hubby got so shitfaced (tequila) that he told my boss all about our sex life on the way home from the bar. Very personal and even anatomical details. I was in the back seat listening to this, protesting loudly, but couldn't get him to shut up. I slapped the living shit out of him when we got to the babysitter's house - I don't think I've ever hit anyone that hard in my life. Going back to work was just torture after that - I could hardly face my boss knowing that he knew all about the texture of my vagina and my supposed sexual prowess. I was so glad when my position was eliminated and I got a new job. We don't drink anymore.

JODSTER said...

I have to admit, I've never had my hand on marinara..