This is true. About 8 months ago, my wife and I were playing that Celebrity game where couples say a 5 celebrities they can have sex with and the other one can't get mad. She could only come up with 3 and I took her extras and made my list 7. Two months ago, I'm on a flight from Chicago to LA and it turns out #7 is sitting next to me. We get to talking, really hit it off after a couple of hours I told her she made my list. Well, she blows my mind and says she is up for it! Well, I was speechless! Then I said, "You are joking right?" She says "No, I think funny men are sexy and I've always wanted to join the mile high club. Meet you in there in 5 mins" and gets up and head to the lou. I am so excited I actually used my credit card on the plane phone and I didn't care it was going to cost me $20 for the call! I called my wife and I was like "Baby, you aren't going to believe it, guess who is here and who is in-to-it?" My wife says "What the hell are you talking about?" I said "The Celebrity game, my number 7 is here and she wants to join the mile high club! Baby, I'm gonna win the game!" You'd think she'd be happy for me. You'd think she'd be supportive. I'm always happy for her when she is winning Trivial Pursuit or Monopoly but no, my wife screams "What? What are you saying you bass turd?" I'm like "What, are you mad it's with number 7? I only took 2 more because you weren't going to use them." So she says "It's not about the number you idiot, you call me to tell me you are going to cheat on me?" And all the while I can hear stuff, my stuff breaking in the background. And I'm like "What? It's part of the game. I don't think you get this game. You are the one who brought up this game which is about celebrities your spouse can have sex with and you can't get mad." She goes into this tirade for 20 mins about about "monogamy" and "fidelity" and "sacred vows" and how it was a joke and how I must not love her, yada, yada, yada and I'm thinking "Well, this doesn't look good for me. Number 7 is waiting, my wife is mad at me for either 1. I could win the game we were playing and mad about me winning (She was never going to get to meet Daniel Craig, be real honey) or 2. if she is mad about the other "monogamy" and "fidelity" stuff and, AND I'm thinking about how this victory phone call is now gonna cost me about $100 and that's when she hung up. So number 7 comes back mad, pours a drink in my lap and tells me she was ready to go all night. Women are confusing. I guess what I am saying is, think your choices through.
the only thing we had help with is the decking on the roof but only because I couldn't lift the 4x8 sheets of plywood up there while hubby we putting them in place.
