High And Dry (This Post Has Too Much Information)

Y’know, sometimes I don’t know why I even bother.

My husband and I were on the same page tonight. Things were clicking. We’d gone to a party, we’d had a good time and we were both ready to go home at the same time. It only took a couple of glances at each other on the ride home to realize that we were both ready to get hot and heavy. He even bought batteries (I’ll wait while you go there).

He was laying on the couch (not suggestively, not even close) and I got up to get a glass of water. Not use the bathroom, not to go slip into something more comfortable, it was a glass of water. I was gone for all of 30 seconds. When I get back to the living room, he’s freakin’ snoring on the couch. I tried to wake him up but he shoved my hands away and rolled over, face into the back cushions.

Sorry, dood. You snooze, you lose. I’m going to bed. And I’m taking B.O.B. with me.

Meet BOB.
Bob and I are going to be good friends, I can tell.

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Allison
    Jul 28, 2007 @ 22:23:00

    I know it’s a little bit different, but as a single girl, this is me all. the. time. So, I feel your pain…er… yeah.You know what I mean.


  2. Zazzy
    Jul 28, 2007 @ 23:25:00

    Further evidence that men are a whole different species.


  3. Wisconsin Crunchy Mama
    Jul 28, 2007 @ 23:46:00

    Heh ~ Hope you had a good night, poor boy will be sorry in the morning!


  4. Rachel...
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 01:28:00

    Bob looks like…um…way too much fun. Yeah. That’s the ticket.


  5. Anonymous
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 06:28:00

    You know, I logged into here, and I saw the tip of that thing.Is it purple from being used so much?LMAO. OMG, this is so funny.


  6. Shannon
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 06:32:00

    Anonymous was me.Anyway, what does B.O.B. stand for? I’m still getting through my coffee and haven’t fully gotten by brain in gear….can’t figure it out.


  7. Sharon
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 09:30:00

    My guess is:”Boy, Only Better.”


  8. Major Bedhead
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 10:29:00

    B.O.B. = Battery Operated Boyfriend.


  9. KathyR
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 11:40:00



  10. Karly
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 15:52:00

    At the risk of sharing TMI, I have the same BOB! ๐Ÿ™‚


  11. type1emt
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 18:35:00

    definatly doesn’t hurt to have a back up plan. TIA


  12. art-sweet
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 20:54:00

    I can’t wait until O. finds BOB in your bedside drawer… heh.


  13. Shannon
    Jul 29, 2007 @ 21:25:00

    Oh, Jess and Jake found mine in my drawer. So I hid it in my closet. And Brendon found it. And asked me if it was a rocket.Yeah, kids are like magnets to the damned thing.


  14. graymama
    Jul 30, 2007 @ 00:46:00

    I have the dolphin version, which works well, too.Just had to giggle because my word verification isyplsm = Why Please Him?EXACTLY!


  15. Kerri.
    Jul 30, 2007 @ 09:23:00

    Something about Shannon’s comment – “And he asked if it was a rocket.” – is making me laugh very, very hard at my desk. Very hard. Like uncontrollably.


  16. sandy shoes
    Jul 30, 2007 @ 11:55:00

    Dang.B.O.B. looks promising, though…. I should add one to my wish list on Amazon. Heh.(A rocket! Hee!)


  17. Nicole P
    Jul 30, 2007 @ 14:04:00

    Between this and the post above… I’ve got uncontrollable giggles… Good lord, that’s funny… ๐Ÿ˜€


  18. Angewl
    Jul 30, 2007 @ 17:39:00

    BOB is just so damn pretty. I think I want one…


  19. Jamie
    Jul 31, 2007 @ 16:42:00

    I’m slow on commenting here … but Julia – this post totally made my day! LOL.Ahhhh – men just don’t get it – and yes, kids do find them – you think they won’t, but they do, they have radar in them that attracts them to these things. Rockets … heh heh heh heh ….


  20. Chaos Control
    Aug 01, 2007 @ 18:57:00

    We all need a BOB in our lives. Mine has saved my day, more than once!


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