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Rachel really hasn’t dated much since she dumped her former boyfriend about a year and a half ago, so D and I tend to get damn near giddy when she tells us that she has a real date. She had one last night … they went to look at Christmas lights. I gave her this advice before she left.
1. do NOT wear the fake hair (aka the dead weasel)
2. do NOT play on your phone the entire time
3. do NOT say “I have to pee” when you need to use the restroom
I know it seems like ridiculous advice, but sometimes these things have to be pointed out.
D and I were not raised in affectionate families. We weren’t really hugged a lot as children, which probably explains a lot. So we make a point to be affectionate with each other and to tell the kidlets that we love them several times a day. They tell us too, mostly when they want something … but at least they maintain the guise of caring about us and isn’t that what really matters. 😉
We have a running joke about saying “I love you” to each other:
me: I love you
him: I love you too
me: why do I always have to say it first?
him: maybe I was just on the verge of saying it and you jumped in before me and blurted it out
me: ok – why do I always GET to say it first?
him: because you’re a selfish bitch
Damn … I love that man!