Tuesday, January 19, 2010
We were sitting the couch after the kids were in bed. She was watching the bachelor on TV and I was reading a book. I look up just in time to see the heinous act. She stared deeply and lustfully at the half empty carton then spoke softly and sensuously, "I love ice cream". I stared at her in repulsed disbelief at what I just witnessed in my own home. Seconds passed like minutes and before she broke her gaze with the carton and caught mine. Quickly she added "But I love you more".