It was a statement, not a question. Bill and I went out to lunch today, and as we were finishing he said, "You curled your hair today..."
And just as I was about to smile and thank him for noticing, he followed it with:
"...either that or you went through a car wash with the window down."
Geez. Clearly this is no longer a compliment, right? I went to the bathroom (because that's what you do when you're pregnant) and then came back to clarify.
Me: What did you say? I went through the car wash?
Bill: With the window down.
Me: Right. Just checking.
Bill: Oh no, this clearly falls under the non-blogging clause.
Me: Not a chance! This conversation happened in a public setting, was not in the bedroom, and had nothing to do with bedroom antics. Clearly, bloggable.
Bill: Ya know, sometimes the jokes just aren't worth the price I'll have to pay later.
Of course, if I didn't think it was funny, I wouldn't have to post it. I just love this man, sarcastically rude comments and all.
2 comments:
there's nothing more attractive than wind blown hair that is scented with car wash fumes. Ah, now that's hot. Would we expect anything less of Bill. That man is hilarious!
How about, "You put on perfume. Or, you hung a pinetree shaped air freshener round your neck." That's romance right there. But what do I know, its your love circus, not mine.
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