Last night, Esteban and I had another of our famous fart discussions:
He called me a ‘Farty Poop’
I countered with a scathing ‘Little Farty Poo Poo’
A bit taken aback, Esteban hurled ‘Farty Boom Boom’
Non-daunted, I parried. ‘Fartadoplious Pooptopolous’
I then inundated him with a bunch of fart expressions. Until I cracked up at my own self. Sometimes I am just too much for even myself. Then Esteban thought I was crying and got very concerned, because I was laughing so hard I couldn’t breath and no sound was coming out. I just sat there, shaking with tears squirting out of my eyes. I can see how he got confused. Then I was able to gasp and tell him why I was laughing and he rolled his eyes and then utter ‘Fart head’. And it all started over again.
We are exactly four years old.
They say that there is a perfect person out there for everyone. And so it goes.
I told Esteban that I was going to write about the above convo in here. He of little ego then told me, ‘If it weren’t for me, you’d have nothing to write about in that thing.’
Not so. I spend an awful lot of time writing about my breasts.
Went and tried on the Renaissance dress last night. Man, I look so damned cute. It is way cool. Now I must find appropriate shoes. And jewelry and something for atop my head, to hide my decidedly non-Renaissance floppy ‘do. And it goes without saying that I’ll need a new bra. It’s that whole breast thing again.
Now Esteban is getting a little worried. ‘Am I going to look stupid walking next to you wearing jean shorts and a MegaTokyo t-shirt?’
That is not for me to decide, dear. That is for the world to decide.
Sometimes it is better for a relationship to keep your mouth closed.
We’re trying to figure out something ‘period’ for him to wear. He had talked about wearing a kilt originally, but even that would take too long to make, as we are going to the Ren Faire this weekend. I’m trying to convince him that my punk rock girl skirt looks just like a kilt.
He’s not buying it.
Mwah!
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