The first rule in marriage should be to just go along with what the other spouse is doing or saying. No questions asked. Even if the truth is stretched just a weeeee bit. I mean, as long as it’s not hurting anyone, right? Hunky Hubby ignored this cardinal rule last night.
We had a meeting at the church. I’d been out for two weeks with this dumb flu and this was my first public appearance. Translation: I wanted to make it look good. We ran into some people, and in my best I-want-sympathy-deep-guttural-sick voice, I struck up a conversation about my sufferings. Jamie took one look at me and in his most revealing voice, exclaimed, “Hey Amber, why wasn’t your voice like that a few minutes ago?”