I walk into our bedroom after having a shower. The husband is lying on the (newly made, I might add) bed.
Him: Look at you! You look exactly like you did when we got married!
Me: (looking in mirror at hair in towel and ripped jean shorts) Uhm, I do?
Him: Yes, Come over here...
Me: Mmmkay. (jumping on the bed with both feet and knocking my head and towel into the ceiling fan) OUCH!
Him: See? Times have not changed.
Me: OH, SHUT UP.
Will I ever be graceful?
I don't think so.
In other news, HAPPY CANADA DAY, Y'ALL.
Oops, I meant, YOU HOSERS.