Backtrack to a few days ago (it took me that long to stop laughing and find the laptop under the load of Christmas
I think my exact thought was, "Oh, really? Fascinating."
UNTIL he said (quite nonchalantly), "Do you know what a Brazilian wax is?"
Now, at that point many things (none of them fit to print) went through my head, but what I managed to say was: Ah, yes. Why? (NOT entirely wanting to know.)
Hubby: (Now giggling and sporting a grin like a teenager.) Well, I didn't.
Me: YOU DIDN'T??? Oh my GAWD. What exactly happened? Did they do a BRAZILIAN WAXING ON THE VIEW???
Hubby: Well, no. Not exactly.
Me: WELL WHAT EXACTLY? DO YOU KNOW WHAT A BRAZILIAN WAX IS NOW? WHY AM I FRIGHTENED FOR HOW THIS STORY ENDS???
Hubby (Now giggling a little more.): Well, yeah. I think I know now. Virginia explained it to me.
Me: Oh God. Tell me no. What happened exactly?
Hubby: Well, I could just hear the TV. And I HEARD that they were talking about waxing on The View and like I said I didn't really know what Brazilian waxing was. So, I just assumed they meant like waxing. Like waxing a car. So, when I happened to actually look over at the TV, there was like I guess a commercial. And it was a guy waxing his car. So, I said (out loud), "What's a Brazilian wax?"
Me: YOU SAID IT OUT LOUD TO EVERYONE??? WHAT DID THEY SAY???
Hubby: Well, no one really said anything. So, I kind of figured they didn't know either. And, then grandma kind of smirked. So, then I said, "Is it like a really special kind of car wax?"
Me: Oh, please. Tell me you didn't.
Hubby: (Now laughing quite out loud.) Well, yeah. I did. Then everyone started laughing pretty hard. Then Virginia said while chuckling, "I'll tell you later, it's not really appropriate to talk about right now."
Me: Oh my God. WHAT DID YOU THINK WHEN SHE SAID THAT???
Hubby: (STILL LAUGHING.) Well, I figured it wasn't a special kind of car wax!!!
Later, after they left the patient's home, Virginia told hubby the barest (no pun intended) definition of a Brazilian wax. I had to complete the picture (not literally because that would make me and you vomit) for him right then as he was telling me the story. As soon as I had filled in the details (so to speak) for him we were both laughing so hard it was impossible to continue talking about how horrible the situation had been.
Here's what makes this story so great:
1. Between hubby and me, I am decidedly the naive one. So, score one for me.
2. I stick my foot in my mouth on an almost daily basis, while hubby is just known all around as a jokester/prankster/middle school humor man. So, he constantly reminds me of times when I have inserted said foot in mouth. Bring it on, hubby. You will be hearing about this fo'eva!
3. It's just damn funny and I cannot resist a good laugh.
I know, so junior highish. Sorry. I blame The View. Happy shopping, and if you are out and about and decide to treat your car to a Christmas wax, don't forget to ask for the BRAZILIAN!