I really should watch what I say in public.
At the military commissary today, I picked out two of those tuscan cantaloupes, the ones that look like a cantaloupe had sex with a lace doily, and gave birth to a new breed of cantaloupe with ruffles. They're adorable. As I picked them up, my husband is yet again giving me shit about how I can't walk past produce without buying some. What can I say? I like fresh food.
And without missing a beat, I say "You should be thankful I have two melons."
Which would have been really amusing had there not been two women standing behind us that looked much more conservative than I'll ever be.
I still haven't decided if I'm embarrassed by this one.
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