so then the guy at the desk at my ins. co. asks when my dh is coming home....so i tell him the 'expected' date supposedly...the army is always changing their minds...
so he says, he bets I'll jump on him...and tell the kids to go to bed...but mom it's only 3 o'clock....
now, I'm somewhat dosed but that does not mean I am not lucid and won't remember this conversation with this old man I know from one of the local churches! the little piston!
so i say....noooooooooo, i've got a herniated disc and a cyst on my ovary and the thought of being touched right now......no way! forget it!
now really......is this a conversation one has with any grown man no matter where you all are in life?
I tell ya.
me,
g