>Last night before we headed off into our separate la-la-lands of peaceful slumber, I told Husband about my plans for today's post over at BlogHer.
"I was going to write about the Isiah Thomas 'bitch' scandal, but I think I am going to expand the topic a bit to discuss the word bitch in general," I said, considering how I'd open the whole thing with my nickname from Steph. (It's Bee, which is short for "bitch.")
"If anyone called you my bitch, I'd be mad," Husband replied. Pause. "Because everyone knows that you're my cunt."
"Aw, that's so so sweet!" I cried and hugged him.
Ain't love grand?