Today is Mother’s Day. It also happens to be my husbands birthday. Which although sounds like it may have been a conflict of interest was actually quite nice. He was obligated to be nice to me and I was obligated to be nice to him. So we ended up being really nice to each other…for the like the first whole day ever.
But now as the day comes to a close we have a new problem. We have ourselves a new conflict of interest.
There are 2 days a year that I get a reprieve of his 15-year-old-boyish-non-stop-horndogginess:
and Mother’s day
There are 2 days a year that I don’t get a choice:
and Father’s day
So now what?
I’ll tell you what: It’s going to be a standoff.
Him in one corner with that devilish look in his eye that I’ve come to know and um…fear. And me, trying to lock myself in the bathroom and claim bathroom problems.
Wish me luck.