Have you heard the “pink rat” story? When I have my hair color done, I’m mostly white hair now but still have blond streaks done at the salon. It does look brighter and different than when before the salon. My husband smiles with a wink and always says, “pink rat” when I get home. Researchers would put a female rat in with a male rat and he would be very “interested” in his new companion. After a while, his ardor would diminish. The researchers then would take the girl rat and dye her pink. When put back in with the male rat, he was suddenly very amorous again. “Pink rat” always makes me laugh.
Was a morning espresso addict and loved it! Then my body chemistry changed at around 50 and now it’s tea for me. Still nice but not the turbo charge of coffee. Sigh.
So tell me this, my dear husband doesn’t hesitate to back seat drive when I’m behind the wheel even though he claims I’m a good driver. But when we are with another couple, and the man is driving, nary a peep out of my hubby?
When coming to bed last night, after my hubby was already in bed, I mentioned how beautiful the full moon was. He immediately flipped back the covers and “mooned” me. I’m laughing again while writing this. I
Thank goodness for CC! Of course there’s nothing wrong with my hearing…