Crystal over at Boobs, Injuries, & Dr. Pepper (yes, that truly is the name of her blog), had to deal with this little trifle of rejection:"Why are you grumpy?"
"I'm not grumpy. I'm....grumpy."
"My mistake. So, why the attitude, dear husband?"
"Well, you didn't exactly make me feel desirable this morning."
"This morning? I didn't even see you before you left."
He sniffed indignantly. "You don't remember."
"Chris, I'm taking Ambien. People have dressed in drag to go shopping, followed by robbing a liquor store and taking a salsa lesson and they don't remember a second of it. Give me a break."
He crossed his arms and stuck his bottom lip out.
"I was feeling amorous."
"Okay. And I turned you down? Was I mean about it?"
"I believe your exact words were, 'Ooh, gross, how can you think about something like that when I just had a dream about my parents? Ewww!', before you rolled over and started snoring."
"Well, you have to admit, that is oogy."
Not speaking to me. As you can see from that little discussion - it was a bit traumatic for him. |
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