lee and i were talking about the previous blog post and i said to him,
"did i even tell you that story of when london & i were reading in our bed?" getting super excited and disgusted all at once.
"yeah, you did. did i tell you i found it?"
"found what?"
"the toenail."
"what?! where?!"
"under my pillow. the other night."
"sick, lee. what did you do with it?"
"well, i got it from under the pillow and tossed it behind the bed."
look of disdain crossing my face. "you did not. that is so effing gross."
"raina, i was sleeping. i wasn't going to get out of bed."
well gee, i mean, why would you?
this is coming from a man who feels it should be my wifely duty to clip his toenails. it would be a service.
wrong and wrong.
i don't think it's a wifely duty. it would just be a bonus. like pimple-popping on your back and letting me watch you mow the lawn while i sip lemonade on the veranda. I know none of these things will ever happen, but a girl can dream, can't she?
ReplyDeletenumber 1. (said angrily)i do not, and i reapeat, DO NOT have pimples on my back.
ReplyDeletenumber 2. i'll NEVER mow the lawn.
so you can stop that dream right about there.
number 3. you are not a girl. so don't refer to yourself as a "girl" or a "she". because that just rouses all sorts of your wildest fantasies.
number 4. i love your guts. xoxo