April 24, 2006
No One Is Safe!
Last night, I changed my Gene Marshall dolls into some warm-weather outfits. And whenever I do that, I call them to Husband's attention, and he humors me with a "very nice," and I'm happy.
But last night... last night was different.
"Yes, very nice," he said.
Then after a second glance, "Oh, those are nice!"
Then he fondled the white skirt of Picnic in the Country, "I love that texture!"
After a pause, he regained his composure and said, "Don't tell anyone I said that."
Comments
Don't tell him but I'm going to post that alllll over the net.
Okay I have to admit, I never liked barbies. I know you're trying to aim the gun alllll the way here to CA. I liked the barbie head where you could put make-up and style her hair (I luv make-up)...but I liked books, games, cookiing and art supplies supplies better than any kind of doll.
I was not a tomboy either--I wore/wear dress more than most.
Posted by: runwaylights at April 24, 2006 03:57 PM
Is he turning gay?
Posted by: Queen of Ass at April 24, 2006 10:25 PM
Reminds me of when the husband took me to see Princess Diaries 2. He was glad that he wasn't the only guy in the place, and after the movie was done he said, "I enjoyed that more than I'm comfortable with."
-Lori
Posted by: Lori at April 25, 2006 12:17 PM
And you call ME gay...
Posted by: Marty at April 25, 2006 03:10 PM