Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Boom goes the dynamite!
So I was in the bathroom, doing my thang, when I made a certain noise and heard Mister Choochoo's voice from outside say; "boom goes the dynamite!" We're definitely past that stage of our relationship where we hide our impolite noises from each other. Hell, around here, those noises are another form of communication.
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I found it a bit disconcerting when I realized my Boy and I were past the "hiding noises" part of the relationship
I was married for 20 years, but I never lost my need for privacy.
On one hand, there's plenty of privacy, since our bathroom is too small for two people. Or just one person and something small, like a dog. Bathing Pooch in there is always fun. Anyways, sounds travel. Those things have no understanding of privacy at all.
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