"First Light" by Steve Hanks
I was kissing Sandy goodnight a few minutes ago, as she typically goes to bed before I do at the end of the week (I realize I've just told the whole world I rarely get any late-night action on Fridays). Anyway.
I'm just about to turn off the lights when she hits me with this:
her: "I have a confession to make."
me: dramatic pause ..."What?"
her: "There's a guy who left you a comment. I went to his website and now I'm following his blog."
me: waiting to hear something crazy like she's having his cyber-baby "And?"...
her: "A while ago he wrote a post called "Makin' Love Ain't Just in the Bed". It's about how men should treat women, not just in the bedroom but in all areas."
her: "I left him a comment on his most recent post."
me: feigning disgust "Oh I dunno, I get awfully jealous when you follow other guys' blogs. I don't think I can sleep with you anymore. And since making love isn't "just in the bed", I'm not gonna sleep with you on the stairs or the kitchen table either."
her: "We don't have a kitchen table."
me: long pause "Well...that's why I'm not gonna sleep with you on it."
her: giggling "You're a goof."
I wonder if I'll find this as humourous in the morning. I wonder if she will. (Heh heh).