Getting dressed for church, The Boss Lady and I both trying occupy the world's smallest bathroom counter:
Me: So when you are dead, I am free to date, right?
She: Why not.
Me: OK, so I assume I won't be dating any Playboy models. Maybe I should plan to settle for a Tupperware model.
She: That is bloggable...
Me: Get out of my way, woman, I have to blog!
She: Clean up the bathroom after you are done.
You gotta plan for your future, guys.