The Wife: I was sitting at a stoplight and the guy next to me yelled out his window, “HEY, GORGEOUS!!!”
Me: That’s cool.
The Wife: Apparently he didn’t see this big-ole pregnant belly.
Me: Or maybe he did. You should be flattered.
The Wife: I would’ve been more flattered if he had more teeth.
My wife just expressed her disappointment that I’m not wearing “Easter colors” tomorrow. She says I have no Easter spirit. I’ll hold back expressing my disappointment in her participation in a socially constructed chromatic ritual having no basis in the biblical tradition.
*Unfortunately, I think this means Mark Driscoll would be proud of me. Maybe I’ll have to change my mind.