Sex. My husband and I had quite the conversation about sex today while driving in the minivan on the way home from lunch with the childrens in the back seat. Classy, I know.
We started talking about facebook and how I threatened to ban him from my Twins Happen facebook page because he doesn’t like it when I post pictures of completely unattainable celebrity men I might find attractive. I don’t see a problem with it, he thinks its disrespectful. So until the day when I get enough cajones to actually follow through with my little threat and hit the “ban” button, or just hack his account and unlike the page, there shall be no pictures of pretty celebrity men. Sad.
But I digress.
So there we were discussing the banning of people from facebook pages and he, in all his genuis manly glory asks, ”So, if I ban you, will facebook say I’m single again?”
Me: ”You can try it. IF you don’t want to get lucky again, like, EVER.”
Him: ”Pssshhhh, you wouldn’t last 2 weeks.”
Me, chuckling: ”Really, you think I, as in me, as in your wife, would be unable to go more than two weeks without the hanky panky? Seriously.”
Him, looking impossibly smug and deadly serious: ”No I don’t think you could last more than two weeks.”
Me, equally smug and even more serious: “Wanna bet?”
Any odds on this one?