Today is my wife, M.F.'s, 40th birthday!
The party that her family and I threw for her in Chicago was a rousing, and slightly drunken, success. Everyone got to eat a surfeit of Italian food, to drink a quite possibly criminal amount of Italian wine, and to hear her family and me deliver numerous affectionate toasts and speeches of devastating comedic effect.
There was one odd moment at dinner, however. One of M.F.'s best friends from college, K., and her husband, B., arrived at the restaurant a bit late. When K. and B. had finished greeting everyone, B. then exclaimed to M.F., "Wow! M.F.! Did you just get your hair done? Your hair is HOT!"
M.F., who is inordinately vain about her hair, was very pleased and excited and replied, while pointing downward with her hands held near shoulder height, "You should see my new boots, too! They are really hot."
An uncomfortable pall fell over the table, and B. looked both startled and discomfited. M.F.'s father, his shoulders held tense, stared at his plate for a long moment.
Poor little M.F. was startled and a little anxious for a moment; then she noticed where her fingers were pointing.
"I said, 'BOOTS'!!!!" she exclaimed. "'B-O-O-T-S! What'd you think I'd said? Christ! There are children present, here!"
Hilarity ensued, and a fabulous time was had by all.
The party that her family and I threw for her in Chicago was a rousing, and slightly drunken, success. Everyone got to eat a surfeit of Italian food, to drink a quite possibly criminal amount of Italian wine, and to hear her family and me deliver numerous affectionate toasts and speeches of devastating comedic effect.
There was one odd moment at dinner, however. One of M.F.'s best friends from college, K., and her husband, B., arrived at the restaurant a bit late. When K. and B. had finished greeting everyone, B. then exclaimed to M.F., "Wow! M.F.! Did you just get your hair done? Your hair is HOT!"
M.F., who is inordinately vain about her hair, was very pleased and excited and replied, while pointing downward with her hands held near shoulder height, "You should see my new boots, too! They are really hot."
An uncomfortable pall fell over the table, and B. looked both startled and discomfited. M.F.'s father, his shoulders held tense, stared at his plate for a long moment.
Poor little M.F. was startled and a little anxious for a moment; then she noticed where her fingers were pointing.
"I said, 'BOOTS'!!!!" she exclaimed. "'B-O-O-T-S! What'd you think I'd said? Christ! There are children present, here!"
Hilarity ensued, and a fabulous time was had by all.
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Happy birthday to your wife and congrats on the hot boobs err I mean boots.
you're funny. thought i'd drop by and say hello! let me know how those eyebrows turn out!
xox.