Primo: I can't kiss you! You're all germy.
Me: Oh for pete's sake. It's a cold. (But not a Man Cold.)
Primo: I can't get sick!
Me: It's not like you kiss me anyhow.
Primo: What? I kiss you!
Me: Nah. Not like before. It's all gotten kind of perfunctory.
Primo: What do you mean?
Me: Oh you know. We have a little pattern - a routine.
Primo: Are you saying our love life is boring?
Me: Well. Sort of.
Primo: What - you want to have an affair to spice things up?
Me: Are you crazy? The last thing I need is something else to suck away my precious free time.
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Gold Digger: I found your blog from a comment at Ask a Manager and have had a wonderful time reading it from the very beginning. I usually just lurk on the internet, but your last sentence made me laugh so loud both my kids came running to see "what's so funny"... so I just had to tell you thank you for sharing your story in such a delightful way.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Heather! I am always glad to make someone laugh!
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