Friday, September 23, 2011

sizzle

This morning, I woke up late, threw my hair in a ponytail and headed out the door for work with a piece of toast hanging out of my mouth.

Not 5 minutes ago, a colleague was in mid-conversation with the dean's secretary and says to me, "Is that a hickey or a curling iron burn?"

Insert stomach drop.

I can feel my face flushing as I say it's a flat-iron burn.

Everyone knows that's a lie.

Welp.

Love happens.

Apparently, things are still sizzling over at our house. In case you were wondering. (as I'm sure you were.)

Excuse me while I crawl under my desk.



(it's a dang good thing he's so cute.)

9 comments:

  1. Hahahahaha.. You totally just should have said hickey. That is too great.

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  2. i adore this story. i think you should just claim it next time and make THEM blush...throw a little wink in there. heaven knows i will when i'm married... bahaha

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  3. Probably one of the best blog posts i have ever, ever read. That is hilarious.

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  4. I love hickeys!! Adam and I have a special hickey game I can't mention. ;D

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  5. LOVE it!!!!! Laughing and laughing :)

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  6. oh my gosh that is HILARIOUS! i love it!

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  7. So funny! I love your guys' stories!

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  8. OH MY GOSH I'm so glad I'm not the only one this happens to!!! hahaha, I tell Adam all the time that he's gotta exercise a little more, uhh, restraint. But he still hasn't learned. People probably think I'm a little weird for wearing scarves in the dead heat of summer. Good thing it stays cold around here for a while :)

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