Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Premarital Sex

My nephew had a girlfriend for about a month, then they broke it off. He's 23, so he shouldn't just now be having his first girlfriend, but the boy has lived a sheltered life. I was telling Austin about it. BTW, my sister, brother-in-law and nephew are ridiculously religious.
Austin: Why did they break up?
Me: She's had premarital sex.
Austin: Well, of course. She's 29.
Me: Yes. And my nephew said he was OK with that as long as she was sorry for her actions. And of course, she's not sorry.
Austin, dumbfounded.
Me: He intends to wait until he's married to have sex.
Austin: But—but sex is so wonderful. And what if your partner is awful?
Me: Most couples don't think sex is that big of a part of their relationship.
Austin: Well, yeah, that's true. But still, you want to know if you're sexually compatible. I mean, I can't imagine waiting till marriage. I mean, that's just ridiculous.
Me: Most people aren't in a relationship for six years before getting married.
Austin: But still. I mean, the first time really sucked and you're always going to be nervous and horrible your first time and really the first three or four times, but then you can start to figure things out. And what if it's horrible? What if you're stuck in a marriage for the rest of your life with someone who's bad at sex?
Honestly, sometimes I don't know what to say to him.

Monday, November 6, 2017

Icarus the Hair God

I mentioned that I was sitting across from Icarus at work for a meeting and noticed he had dark hair peering up from his chest in his slightly opened top button.
Austin: Of course. He's got a full beard and he's like, what, twenty-five?
Me: Yeah, but he's blond.
Austin: Doesn't matter. You can tell he's a hairy guy.
Me, rolling eyes.
Austin: He has a hairy back.
Me: Austin, I'm over him. You can stop. I was just mentioning.
Austin: That's the kind of hair that comes through your clothes. If you hugged him, you'd feel it on his back.
Me: Ooo, Austin. Gross. Stop it.
Austin: I'll bet his shirt is puffy from so much hair padding his body.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Snacking

Me, whining about eating something before going to my brother-in-law's bday bash.
Austin: Have some yogurt.
Me: I don't feel like yogurt.
Austin, pinching me.
Me: I knew you were going to do that.
Austin: Now you have the joy of being right.

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Masculine Pads

Austin picked up some pads for me during my time of need. I scanned the receipt to see what I owed him, couldn't find them.
Me: Oh, feminine pads. As opposed to masculine pads.
Austin: If I wore them, they'd be masculine.
Me: No they wouldn't.

Friday, November 3, 2017

Entertainment

Me: Are you going to entertain me today?
Austin: If you mean have sex with you, yes, I'd love to have sex with you today.

And on a side note:
The big story on the radio this morning: The number one way to help save the planet, Don't have kids! 

Yea! Austin and I are saving the planet!!!

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Halloween Costume

Austin told me to bring an extra set of clothes to work on Halloween in case I get uncomfortable and want to change and I told him no. Well . . . Halloween isn't so fun after a few hours.
Me: I'm not going to go so far as to say you were right--
Austin: I know you're not going to say I'm right.
Me, bursting into laughter.
Austin: So I'll say it. I was right.




Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Shaving

Austin: I shaved my beard.
Me: And yet, it's still on your face.
Austin: Of course, where else would it be? On my shoulder? On my forehead?
Me: In the trash.