And here's the first one. My husband would leave me and take the children if he knew about this, so maybe we could just keep it between you and me, ok?
I love to watch figure skating. The costumes! The music!! The drama!!! The faux-sexual tension!!!!
The crotch shots!!!!! (Seriously, how often do you have to wax to be in this profession??)
And, what's it like on your first day of practice with a new partner? 'Oh, hi there. My name is Brian, and I'll be skating with you for the next few years. Let's go ahead and start off with that move where I feel all your lady parts as I hoist you above my head, ok?'
I get so excited when John is working on a Saturday, and the kids are all upstairs having nap/quiet time, and I sit on the couch to fold some laundry, and decide to flip on the boob tube, and this is what pops up:
Check out that eyeliner!! It's like Mad Max: Musical on Ice!! Where can I get tickets to that??
Oh, it's a wonderful, wonderful thing. But for real, let's not tell John.
Meme from Jessica coming soon ...