Self-Control

Sometimes it is so hard to resist the urge to be a smartass. Especially when an opportunity presents itself. Yesterday, an unknown text pinged my phone. I think it was from the dealer for Himself''s car.

"Happy New Year! How are you making out in your vehicle? Thanks"

I so wanted to reply:

Because of the shift console, bucket seats, and a bit of girth around our middles, we find it's not comfortable making out in the vehicle. We prefer making out some place private (i.e. our bedroom, a hotel room) And especially at this time of year, we like warm and cozy without the threat of carbon monoxide poisoning. But hey, thanks for asking!