"Hey I see you clicking on some [insert some tongue-clacking here] links", Honey Lips teased me while stepping out of the living room.
I'm on the porch, enjoying a cup of tea and Kiss cakes. I know it's bad but I woke up hungry! My laptop is on. I need to check my Reader etc., and the first thing I do after my morning shower and tea is to read blogs and check mails.
"What?", I asked.
He came to stand by me and put his hands on my shoulders. So I hugged him.
"Eating Kiss cakes in the morning huh?", he observed.
"What to do? My husband feeds me with 'em", I sarcastically replied.
"You think you can lose 25 pounds by tomorrow morning?", he queried.
"Hahahaha...", I merely laughed and held onto his protruding belly.
"Can YOU lose 10 pounds by tomorrow morning?", I asked.
He sucked the belly in and exclaimed, with all gusto, "Why mess with beauty?!"
Well I shouldn't be surprised really...after all, he kisses his own reflection any chance he gets! The lack of confidence I bear makes up for his extravagant self-assurance! Balance is restored. I think.