It's Friday night, my husband and I return from a matinee movie and a burrito. Our child is with the grandparents, I repeat, child is with the grandparents. A whole night of possibilities lay before us. And what do we do? Us, the able-bodied, child free (for the moment), attention starved for our spouse, big old empty house and a bottle of wine, do with our big evening off?
We help each other flush the others nasal passages in hopes of releasing the massive amounts of snot that has accumulated due to the colds that we collected during the holidays. Not the bodily contact either of us was hoping for. We hope this will eliminate the horrible snoring that we have been torturing each other with the whole week.
Romance is dead on arrival at our house at the moment, better luck next time.
I hope you are having a more exciting evening than we are. I am off to my NyQuil coma.
Friday, December 28, 2007
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It beats picking each other's genital lice. Hey - who said that?
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