Him: Hon those are so sexy.
Me: Yes, fleece jammies are the new satin negligee.
Him: I wanna touch ’em.
Me: It’s the anesthesia, Smotchy. It’ll wear off.
Apparently fleece pajama bottoms are a total turn-on for my spouse.
Particularly when he’s drugged up and in the hospital.
But I guess I can see his point. I mean, aren’t YOU looking at my plaid-clad knees and salivating uncontrollably? 😛
I think Inigo Montoya might be my favorite character from The Princess Bride.
Slightly obsessive (he spent his entire life in the pursuit of revenge, after all), not a BAD bad guy (I hate waiting, he says impatiently, watching Westley climb of the Cliffs of Insanity, waiting to have a fair duel with him), quick to make reasonable alterations to his plan without temper (Let me ‘splain… No, no. Let me sum up)…
And unwittingly providing networking advice for post-1987** professionals.
Plus, the quote I so often want to use when folks are flexing their vocabulatory muscles incorrectly:
You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Inigo Montoya
I mentioned before that I collect cookie jars. This is one I found recently at an estate sale. It’s a Benjamin Medwin ‘laughing’ dough boy, and even though it was $25 (which is pretty much the max it’s worth — a bargain, Mr Pillsbury was not!), I shelled out the dough (Ha! — See what I did there? 😛 ) because he’s just so stinkin’ CUUUUTE!
Plus, I got some other stuff at that sale for hella cheap so it all worked out to my advantage at the end. 😉
For those of you who can’t read upside-down:
My shirt says Metaphors Be With You.
(Don’t look now, but my English degree geekery is showing.)
😉
