Today I decided to wear my nice black top. Ladies - you know what I mean - cos we all have nice tops - the one you wear that makes everyone look your way... that's right. Well I broke out mine today ... and I took extra care when putting it on NOT to get any of my deodorant on it - cos you know that it really sucks when you get those white deodorant marks on your black stuff - such a pain to get off and if you don't notice before you leave the house, you end up looking like a fool all day!
So ... just as I am about to put on my jacket and go... I see hubby - fresh out the shower - but looking all tired and frustrated. So I go over to give him a kiss and a hug and tell him he'll be great and can sleep in on the weekend - I'll sort out the kids... (he's just come back from 10 days in NY followed by a day in Zurich - all for work and is jet lagged).
He breaks into a smile and reaches out his arms, enveloping me in a bear hug, I feel great until I hear him say "%@*!"...
I look up - he looks at me. He looks guilty.
I look at my shirt... I now have (HIS) deodorant marks on the tops of my shoulders.
He pats me on the head and scuttles away...
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