I'm having one of those days where I am a danger to myself an others. First, I poked Corey deep in the eye when I was trying to kiss his cheek. Then, I accidently used my fingers to fling rice all over myself at Mis Padres. And oh-what-a-near-fucking-disaster was averted when my sharp-as-nails husband caught the paper on the table before I slid it to the floor with drinks and chips and enchiladas and bean dip as I was emerging from the booth.
Either I wasn't this safety-challenged before the age of 26, or Corey is the challenge of my safety, or I just didn't notice until him.
And NOBODY should bring up the human bobsled or the time I split my pants at the White House, both pre-Corey.
But the human bobsled story is one of my favorites. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard about something I wasn't there to witness in my whole entire life! But if I may not bring those up, then may I talk about the time you fell out of the car and busted your knee all the while looking incredibly tan and skinny? By the way, if you don't know what I'm talking about, I'll be happy to post a pic to jog your memory...
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