Monday, June 1, 2009

And the clothes almost come off....

Have you heard of this thing where people will eat dirt and metallic objects for the hell of it? Its called Pica, I know pregnant women get it sometimes and some others do it but who knows what their excuse is. Well I think I suffer from something similar, but there is no name yet. When ever I see anything remotely having to do with Twilight I want to shed my clothes...

Anyway, so here I am watching ( drooling on) my tv, waiting with baited breath. I decided it is better to keep the husband (D) out of the house on occasions such as these. So I served pizza and beer like a Hooters girl outside to his mancave , to keep him from an intervention that would most definatly ensue following the revealing of the trailer. The problem with D is, when he doesn't like something I am watching he tends to make noise.....usually puke related or he sits next to me and pretends to swallow pills or eat the barrel of a shot gun, to convey his dislike for my TV choices.

Here it comes and BANG D comes and sits down.... Shit Im screwed.It took everything in my power to not rip my bra off and throw at the Tv when Edward throws Bella into a table at her bday party .Keeping my pants on was entirely a harder feat when Rsexy and Kstew almost made out on stage....I had to restrain myself. Dboy is already seriously concerned that I own a matchbox car that my kids have to ask permission to use ( yes I got a new one), and that Sawdog knows who Edward Cullen is.
So that is that, I am suffering from a clothes ripping Twilight addiction and the first step is to admit I have a problem.

3 comments:

B-Val said...

Yeah, that's right about the time I need a cold shower... Fo' Sho'!

Latchkey Wife said...

Too funny - I kinda feel the same way! I linked your blog on my blog... hope that's ok!

Laura Kent said...

I think you're the funniest thing in the world! Love you! Love your blog!