Ben’s family reads this blog, and I’m really glad that they do. However, I’m sure there are days when they’re not as glad that they read this blog as perhaps other days. There are probably some posts they enjoy more than others, and then there are probably posts that make them run for the toolbox and poke out their eyes with screwdrivers. Like this one here, and that one there.
Family, please note. Today’s post may require safety goggles.
But really, they’re very gracious people and supportive of me and this blog, and I am REALLY glad about that.
So onto the smut.
I wrote about shopping carts and condoms yesterday [yes, those things can be related]. In the post I wrote: “...I buried the box [of condoms] deep under the zucchini...” And I don’t know WHY anyone would think I would intentionally convey a double entendre but evidently someone did, and I suspect there are others of you out there giggling about zucchini. Shame on you!
Case in point; here’s a comment left on yesterday’s post:
"deep under the zucchini" you did that on purpose, right? by Dana on Mon, 05/31/2010 - 9:21pm.
The next morning Ben and I exchanged the following emails:
Email from Ben at 10:03 a.m.: “Am I missing something? What does she [Dana] mean?”
My reply at 10:05 a.m.: “I think it's a phallic reference.”
Ben’s reply at 10:07 a.m.: “Was she reading into it, or did you mean that?”
My reply at 10:08 a.m.: “No, I didn't mean anything. We just happen to eat a lot of zucchini!”
Hopefully, this clears up any lingering, impure thoughts you pervy types have been thinking, and Ben and I can get back to sext-ing each other.
Comments
oh lordy! i hope i didn't cause any trouble. my mind might be permanently in the gutter but i promise i'm not pervy.