“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
Just to put this in context, Señora and I are fast approaching our 9th wedding anniversary.
So… I am sitting on the porcelain throne in the downstairs bathroom this morning reading a few pages from Rabbi Joseph Telushkin‘s delightful book, Words That Hurt, Words that Heal.
Interrupting my meditations and reading, there is a banging on the bathroom door followed by, “Are you in there?”
In reply I said, “Of course I am, it is 0932 and I have had two cups of coffee.”
Señora goes on, “Do you want to get married again?”
To which I answered, “Will I have more privacy in the morning if we do?”
Apparently that was not the correct response.