The one where I have to learn to EDIT myself more
So, the BF and I are having dinner with friends and as we are sitting around catching up and ordering the following conversation spruce up:
Me: :::looking at menu::: “Baby, we order the same as before”?
BF: “yes, that will be fine”
Friend 1: “Wow, you guys have graduated to sweet name calling, how you got her to accept that?”
BF: :::Laughing::: “guess so, just a “baby” here and there, she wont let me call her anything else”
Friend 1 “Seriously, no pet names?”
Me & BF: ::at the same time::: BF: NO!, Me: “Love Monkey!”
Everyone: :::in stero sound::: “Holy shit! Love Monkey??”
Me: :::trying to crawl under table and looking at BF::: “Did I just say that out loud?”
BF: ah, YES.YOU.DID!
Me: “Oh god” :::now really trying to crawl under the table:::
Everyone: “ohh, love monkey!” “Loooovveee Mooonkey”, ” Monkey looveeeee”
BF: :::looking at me:::: “we are never going to live this down, aren’t we?”
Me: “no, we are pretty much screwed”
Note to self: Learn to EDIT before talking OUT LOUD. Or at least make sure that BF has faster instinct and cover my mouth up before I blur anything out.



Haha! It’s just so hard to edit when your happy. And, really, why should you?
And also learn to edit what you post in your blog.
Love Monkey? That conjures images of trapezes and bananas used for romantic interludes in the bedroom accompanied by shrieking sounds of pleasure.
That or the guy is really hairy all over.
Beelze…
Trapezes…maybe
bananas… to messy
sound of pleasure… you want to know?
Hairy all over…. not a chance