"You make me" what???

I have poor hearing.

Scratch that; I have AWFUL hearing.

Some background: A few years back, I brought up the subject with my doctor. I told him I was convinced that I couldn't hear properly when my husband would speak to me from short distances away. I told him I was one of the following:

• I was losing my hearing.
• I was choosing to ignore Mr. Luigilover; or
• I was (is) Crazy

We decided to look into the hearing loss option as it did not involve any psychological testing. So off I went, and after a series of tests I learned that I did have some hearing loss and that I read lips to to cope with my hearing loss. Who knew!? I could "read" what those crazy umps were saying at baseball games when they were arguing about something or other.

After that brief background, my posting for today begins!

I (unconsciously) make up words to songs when I can't make them out (artists now a days mumble a lot of their words--but I digress). That doesn't help matters when there are a handful of songs that get played over and OVER again. In today's day and age, it's Michael Buble. Ugh. Whoever decided to give this clown a recording contract should be shot.

His song "Everything" is on the airwaves playing 4 times an hour. If you haven't heard it, or don't know how the song goes, go play it now.....
I'll wait...

Ok...the chorus goes like this:
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

This is what I was belting out instead:
And in this crazy life, and through this crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sick.
*mumble*mumble*, you're everything.

I really should look into those hearing aides again!

If *I*....

Had an interesting conversation with Mr. Luigilover a while ago. Anderson Cooper was on TV talking about something (about what is irrelevant-probably to do something with Iraq, Immigration, the Virginia Tech shootings, or something about a plight about someone somewhere...back to the story...) when something strange came out of my husband's mouth.


Mr. Luigilover: "You know..."
Luigilover: *look over*
Mr. L: "If I was a woman, I'd do him."
L: *shrug* "Yup, I'd do him too...."


I think the worst part about the whole conversation was the fact that I didn't overreact at that comment. Meh. He is delish. Comm'on. Well...not as delish as my other boy-toy. Mmmmm...Happy Monday.