Wing Wednesday... Oh how you make me smile!
My husband is an avid Wing Wednesday enthusiast. Almost every Wednesday night, he is out for wings. As of lately, I have been staying home and as a result, have noticed some shrinkage in my stomach and thighs. Yay for me!
One night, I was feeling pretty good about myself and decided to dress up in my little maid outfit for him. At about 9 pm, the time he usually comes home, I quickly changed. So..., I'm in my maid outfit, pacing a little, waiting for him to walk through the front door. For anyone who has been a situation when you are nervous and waiting on someone, one minute feels like ten. I wait, and wait, and wait. Eventually, I sit down on the couch. I watch TV, all the while peeking out the window every two seconds to see if his truck is pulling in the driveway. One hour passes, he is still not home and I am still dressed like a maid.
I usually don't interfere on his joyous wing night, but this was an emergency. There is only so long a woman can wait in a maid outfit. Not to mention, it was not comfortable at all! It took everything in me not to just slip my sweat pants back on! I decided that I can be sexy,... right?! So I stand in front of the mirror and take a picture of myself with my cell phone. After about 20 tries (it is harder than it looks!), I finally get a decent shot that is clear enough to see that I am in fact dressed up like a maid! Send!
No more than 2 seconds later, my phone rings. It's my husband. He proceeds to inform me that he wants me to go hide... Yes, you read correct, hide! As if I am 5 years old and he is going to come find me? No, he wants me to go hide because he has to go to the bathroom but he doesn't want to ruin the surprise and see me until he's done. I couldn't make this up if I tried.
I was actually pretty comfortable sitting on the couch, but I didn't want to "ruin the surprise" for him. I decided to simply grab a blanket and throw it over myself (including my head) so that my husband can run past me.
Ahhh.... married life!
Thanks for reading,
Danielle
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