Beth: I’m practicing first on my second ball.
Me: Dirty.
She was talking about her first attempts at knitting. Or so she says…
* * * * *
Ski Guys calls, and as soon as I pick up.
Ski Guy: Are you making fun of my blog?
Me: No! Of course not! I adore your blog. *pause* I’m making fun of you.
*pause*
Ski Guy: Okay.
* * * * *
BF and I are meeting H and J for lunch. H arrives wearing a flowery dress. Like, really flowery. BF stands up to greet her. (Note! BF and H get along really well.)
BF: [H], you look… *he takes a closer, longer look* … like a flower shop threw up on you.
H *turns to me, faking indignation and sarcasm*: He’s a keeper.
Me *laughing hysterically*: And correct!
It wasn’t a good dress.
