So, this mornin…
So, this morning, my husband reached under the pillows, grabbed my arm and squeezed. He left his hand there, but seemed startled when I turned.
“Oh! I thought that was your boob,” he said.
Really? I pride myself on my fit arms…and now he’s confusing the two in the dark. Great. Granted, I have fake tits, so they’re not that soft, but still.
What the fuck. I have to lose some weight.