I must give my wife big props for this one. Being a smoker, I have for quite some time heard every reason in the book. Everything from each cigarette takes 1 day off your life, to the descriptive black chunks of tar that are building up in my lungs, to the awful smell it produces on my clothing, and that I'm killing the ones I love with second hand smoke... the list goes on... But never has a phrase caught my attention as what I heard this past weekend.
I woke up the other morning and began my morning ritual of brushing teeth, taking a shower, ect.. Once dressed and ready for the day I moseyed on into the kitchen for a glass of sweet tea. It was an excellent morning, Not too cold outside, got plenty of sleep, I was feeling wonderful. Then I began to step outside to enjoy the freshness of the outdoors... and of course to have my morning smoke. Just prior to stepping outside the wife and i had said our good mornings and were just chatting about typical stuff... She looked up at me as I started to head for the door, and just as I opened the door to let out the dog she began with "Baby, What would it take to get you to quit smoking, Cause Ya know...... I really like the way you smell when you get out of the shower, so fresh, and clean; (insert momentary dramatic pause here while she puts her thoughts in order) But when you smoke did you know that your not very edible." Yup, it took me a few moments to process that as well... lol
Now I have been accused of many things, but never did I once consider the palatableness of myself very important, of course I also never realized the carnivorous nature in my wife! (ok, so maybe i might have had a clue about that one) but with this new knowledge, and after hearing the rather "tasteful" concerns of my wife, I've decided that it might be time to start seriously considering the edibleness of myself. Therefore from this day hence I shall strive to become smoke free in order to attain that pinnacle of delectable pabulum she so desires. On that note I bid thee a "Scrumptious" afternoon.
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As the wife of the inedible, I must try to regain some of my reputation back. Yes, I know, why would I want THAT reputation back. Nevertheless, I try.
Please understand that the reference to my husband's edibleness had nothing to with -shall we say-the bedroom. Let's see if I can explain this without getting myself in deeper. Ladies, you know how when you hold a freshly bathed baby that's been lathered in baby lotion-they smell so good - you could just "eat em up" ? I know at least a few of you have used this term. Well, it's kind of the same thing. Sort of. *Ok. I can't tell you how many times I've typed something and deleted it because - well.. there's NO WAY outta this one, is there?!!
Any help would be appreciated! Comments, suggestions? Maybe I was just hungry at the time? I'm completely nuts? That would explain it, right?
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