Saturday, October 16, 2010

He knows the right things to say

It's late and I'm lying in bed with Gentleman Jack. I can' t see him because I've taken out my contact lenses for the night. He's talking to me but I can't hear him clearly because my right ear, my "good" ear, is in the pillow. I start to laugh...

"Oh baby, I'm going to be such a crotchety old broad. Are you sure you won't trade me in for a younger model at some point in the future?"

"Nah," he laughs, "we'll just update our parts as we grow old together."


Good answer, my love.


  1. Giggles in bed are one of the best things. As far as the future goes, due to a decrease in hearing and vision, you will both remain beautiful and intelligent.

  2. Well chances are Rascal will be balding, or deaf, or crotchedy himself, so it all evens out.

    That's one reason I don't understand viagra. Nature seems to have worked itself out so that as men are not longer able to keep it up women go through menopause and loose interest... it evens out.

    But oh no, now we've got old dude sportin' wood and their long time partners/wives with zero sex drive. Who decided this was a good idea?

    I say be wrinkled, be old, be deaf and or blind... age gracefully with someone who loves you just the way you are. Keep your viagra and botox away from me please!

    Rascal sounds like a keeper!

  3. Freaking adorable. I heart you and Rascal!! Inspiring, simply.

  4. This is too perfect. I love it!


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