LOOKING HOT

Looking hot and feeling good.  It was last Thursday night and we were having a birthday celebration for yet another Taurus in my life.  We decided to gather at The Soho House (again).  It is a coincidence that many of my friends and family are born in the April-May time frame.  With Spring and Summer just around the corner, going out with the girls increases dramatically.  I told husband that I was going out for the second night that week and he said fine.  As I teetered out of my closet on my four inch gold heels (new purchase, but ssh! if he inquires) I proudly posed in front of my husband.  Instead of getting an admiring gaze, a cat call or an invitation for a quickie, I got blasted for going out again with my friends.  Slowly, I began to sink into my heels then I bolted upright and said “F… off, nice of you to do this to me as I am going out.  My night will not be destroyed, instead I will put more gloss on the lips,  search for my chapter two in the crowds, and make the most out of my night.  AND If you wake up next to the boys, get jealous because I GOT LUCKY! ”  Out the door I fled into my bestie’s new gas guzzler.  Two cocktails later (I was not driving) I was feeling good.  And then my phone started vibrating… Husband decided to torture me via text.  “You are 38, pale, emit noxious fumes at night, there will not be one guy that will be interested in you who is as handsome, as well hung, and who is equipped with the magic finger.  Be sure to regale me with the comedy of the rejections and by the way, do not come home.”  At that point, I knew he had gotten over his anger and was missing me.  The next text I got was lovely, inviting me on a date and expressing his love and desire to spend more time with me.  How sweet, I responded, Friday night, me and you babe SOLO!  Little did I know, he then sent the entire text correspondence to a select ten people as a suggestion on how to make your wife happy.  Naturally, I am thrilled that husband still wants to be with me. (got to keep them on their toes!)