Getting what I deserve...

So there we were...husband and wife....tucking in for a night of sleep.

Let me preface this post with a back story. Chris and I have this on-going debate about the best toothpaste. There is one kind that I like but Chris doesn't think it freshens our breath. However, his choice toothpaste, in my opinion doesn't freshen our breath. So, we cycle between his toothpaste and mine. Because we're (really me and Chris just keeps up) dramatic types, we've escalated our difference in toothpaste beyond fresh breath to flat out bad breath. So, when we are on Chris's toothpaste I complain about his bad breath and visa versa.

Ok....so there we were....husband and wife....tucking in for a night of sleep.....with our teeth brushed with CHRIS'S toothpaste. So, as he gently starts to kiss on me, I kick in with my nightly reminder of the bad breath his toothpaste causes. Playfully Chris rolls over to pout and I start to kiss on the back of his neck. Suddenly I realize something still smells.

We both love garlic and garlic DOES NOT love both of us. We're the peeps that carry the garlic smell for hours after eating it. Drat! Our kids have no hope.

So, I realize that Chris must have eaten garlic. The stench is well beyond the toothpaste. It's creeping out his pores and engulfing our bed. Because I haven't eaten garlic I am highly aware of the smell. After teasing Chris about this for a few minutes, I realize I can't take it.

In the dark of our room, I get this brilliant idea. I will put my bath and body works yummy smelling lotion on the back of his neck so I can cuddle him and drift off to sleep with the garlic and toothpaste masked by Pearbeary!!!!

Of course Chris would NEVER consent to this. So, I slowly, carefully, quietly, reach behind me to the bed side table. I feel around for the lotion, quietly pop the cap open, squeeze a little of the lotion to my hand, close the cap, and roll back. I reach up to the back of his neck and quickly rub in the lotion.

Chris: (shooting up) WHAT THE.....?!!

Karen: (laughing) Just a little lotion

Chris: (also laughing) Are you kidding me?

Karen: (now rolling) I just wanted a break from the stench

We lay back down...still in the dark this whole time....and I cuddle in. My arms slip around his waist. My legs fit into the backs of his legs. I nuzzle my nose in with full excitement for the pleasant aroma of Pearberry. I take a deep breath and...........gag! What the heck? I know this smell. It's NOT Pearberry. It's IVAREST, my poison ivy cream. DDDDRRRRAAATTT!!! Peels of laughter ensued, naturally.

It's one of those times in life where I get what I deserve.