Sunday, December 23, 2012
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Stranger than Fiction
So, last night Tim and I were in bed talking after watching a television show that included several well-endowed women. This is the conversation that ensued:
Me: I can be bosomy. If you pinch and tape and hoist enough.
Tim: (seemingly unconvinced) Sure.
Me: Well, it's just lucky for you that I've gained weight over the years. I'm almost twice as bosomy as I was when we got married.
Tim: (reaches over and rubs my stomach) That's true. You've grown in several ways since we were first married.
Me: (gasping) You can NOT rub my belly when you say that!
Tim: I'm just saying... well...you take the good, you take the bad, you take 'em both and there you have...
Both of us are laughing as Tim continues.
Tim: There's a time you gotta go and show you're growing, now you know...
Me: that you're the fat girl wife. The fat girl wife.
A new pilot could be in the works. =)
And please, ladies who are kind and loving and naturally defensive of each other --there's no need to rebuke my husband. He always worries about the public jerk-o-meter when I post these things. I'm not saying it would be good for everyone but a relationship built on unconditional love and mutual degradation works for us. The former allows for the latter quite nicely and holy crap do we laugh a lot because of it!
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