Two On Each

That would be the number of eggs in each of my ovaries this month. No expectations not even excitement this time around. Do you blame me? So, as I've said before this is the time when we're suppose to be "hittin' it." The other night right before Bubba goes to give me a kiss he BURPS!!! Uh, HELLO! Not right before you go to kiss me! So, here's a bit of the conversation, as Bubba laughs at himself.

Me: "You sick pig! You don't burp before you start to kiss me! I can almost taste it and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna yak!"

Bubba: Laughing. "What are you gonna do about it? We have to do it. It's not like you can just call it off."

Me: Appalled, cuz he's right! "Bastard."

Then we went on laughing until I thought it safe enough to pick up where we left off. Oh, and then I reminded him of the time when we were having sex (a few years ago) and I started laughing in the middle of it.....I remembered the time that I shit my pants and felt compelled to share that with him at that time. He wasn't as amused as I was. So, I guess payback is a bitch...in some weird way.