My husband was screwing down the platform for our bed at our new five acres home when he looked over at me leaning against the wall and asked me what was on my mind – thinking it would be about changes to the place.
MY MIND: *stops trying to figure out where to put the one dollar bills*
ME: That I should get you some flashing lights and music.
He looked blank, so I continued.
ME: Since you’ve already built the stage you might as well use it.
His face flushed, but in the end, I did get a little wiggle out of it. *woot-woot*