"panties from target won't get you laid"

so last night my FoodSoulMate and i went the kennedy center to see handel's messiah. neither one of us had ever seen it before and were kind of giddy at the thought of such a holidastic event.

halfway through the first part i felt my mind wander and i started to count the choir to see if there was more men or women (there's more women). then my mind drifted off onto more lurid thoughts that are not at all appropriate for event. at the intermission FoodSoulMate leaned over and whispered that she most of that time thinking about what she had to pack and wished she had a pen.

apparently we aren't meant for cultured activities.

when i got home last night i found THE. MOST. AWESOME. HOLIDAY. CARD. EVER. (from the guys with the most awesome mustaches ever). and inside Phil wrote me the funniest line ever (see title post).

and it's so true. i haven't seen action since i got those underwear...and in truth, not a lot since i started this blog.

coincidence?

i think not.