Last week we went to visit my in-laws for the day. I actually like my in-laws so it was fun. The only down side is that my mother-in-law FINALLY remembered that I am a Diet Coke addict - 30 days after I kicked the habit so that's pretty much all she had to drink - except for plain water.
I ended up alternating between Diet Coke and water all day but still managed to polish off a 1 liter bottle (which in the old days would have been BREAKFAST.)
I wasnt jittery or twitchy like I was afraid but at 2am when I was still awake I realized that maybe my body wasn't the caffeine processing factory that it used to be.
My husband was also awake - he'd found a bottle of Coke and made the same mistake I had.
I made a pass at him. He turned me down flat.
BAH! I thought cruelly.
"No worries." I said, sweetly.
I slipped out of bed, tiptoed silently to my suitcase and grabbed Siri.
She and I were SILENT - but the bed may have trembled a bit.
He rolled over, "Are you???? Argh!"
He tried to roll away but the gravitational pull of a naked woman with a vibrator was too much for him and before long he was participating.
When it was over I told him, "I don't know why you don't always just agree with me."
Not very nice of him to roll away and not offer to help. But I'm sure everything worked out OK in the end.
Posted by: joeinvegas | January 09, 2013 at 10:48 AM
Why wouldn't he just accept his fate from the beginning?
Posted by: My Half Assed Life | January 09, 2013 at 05:54 PM
I always love how these posts start with something entirely innocent - diet Coke addiction - and end with...
Posted by: The Borg Blog | January 09, 2013 at 05:59 PM
You'd think by now he'd know better!
Posted by: Megan (Best of Fates) | January 10, 2013 at 02:57 PM