When your wife tells you, no. No thanks. Honey don’t. It’s not a good idea! Maybe the man of the house should listen…
At the tail end of our week away, the in-laws joined us at the cottage on the lake. It is after all, their cottage. After a day at the beach, the entire family require showers to get the sand off our sun burned bodies. Mr. Amorous decides this is not something I should be doing all alone. Fool. His parents are in the house! Does he listen to my arguments? My pleading that NO, he should not join me? Uh, of course not. He is a man and he is determined it is naked time.
SassyModernDad jumps in the shower with me. I heave a heavy sigh and announce “Did you at least grab a towel?” Opps! Nope he did not. He pops out of the shower and promptly splays his naked bod all over the ceramic tile. Hard.
I grabbed a towel. Gasped, gave a little scream, and in less then three seconds have at least 7 thoughts.
-Is he okay?
-Is he conscious?
-Do I get out?
-I’m going to have to run for help all nekkie and then his parents are going to know we were in the shower together!
Thankfully. HorneyHubby hopped right back up, grasping his left foot in his right hand. His toe, not quite in the right spot. He smashed it against the toilet on the way down. Ug. Super broken.
What does he do then? Gets back in the damn shower.
I spent the next 20 minutes alternating between fits of giggles and calling him an idiot.
Good thing he is cute.
One thing I know for sure….life will never be boring.