The Brit’s away on business yet again…this time in Korea and China. Given his tendency to partake of the varied gastronomic wonders that are sold by street vendors (wonders like deep, fried, breaded bee larva and mystery meat product on a stick) it’s not surprising that the text message from him after his first night in Shanghai came with news of an entire night spent perched atop a toilet in a fecal meltdown. I got to play doctor via text message and give him a few recommendations for medications. Mostly he needs to just stay hydrated. (And beer doesn’t count if you’re reading this, mi Gringito Lindo!!!) Then I told him that I love him and miss him and hope he feels better soon.
To which he replied:
As much as I like seeing new places, I would much rather be with you.
Then a little later:Just took the bund tunnel. It was in that Chinese film we saw about a year ago. All psychedelic lights. Pretty cool. Poo getting a little more solid.
To which I replied:
Ahh...one of the many reasons I love you…you always say the right things! XOXO
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Just this passage has got me hooked! You and your Brit sound like a lovely couple...
Novel
In my opionion, it's not until you can comfortably talk about poo with your man, that you have a solid (!) relationship.
not that this has anything to do with your post, although I did enjoy the part of the poo becoming more solid. But I was reading about my reoccurring dream of the teeth falling out, and I had one last night that they were tightening my braces to fast and one of my teeth fell out because of it!
That's all. I just wanted to share that. And JB had one last night that he was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. Totally not fair.
novel nymph - Hi! Well, if this one post charmed you...then stick around, this is exactly the kind of crap I post around here! :)
waspgoddess - Well, in that case, The Brit and I are ROCK solid! tee hee!
busubelly - Yay!! My prima! Yes, I do agree, you definitely got the shit end of the stick in dreamland!
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