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Last night something happened. Something that made me want to dig a hole, climb in, and D.I.E.

After taking Wild Child to a bowling birthday party I was ready to sit down and relax in my pajamas. Dr. Hubby was feeding the animals and would be in soon to sit down and watch tv.

I stripped down to my undies and then realized my pajamas were in the laundry basket of clothes to be folded in the laundry room. As I was walking out of my bedroom Dr. Hubby was coming in to wash his hands. He asked me, "Did you pick up my tacos?" I said, "Yes, they are on the counter." I was on the phone with my MIL too.

I chatted my way into the laundry room that is off our kitchen. Still chatting I picked up my pajamas and turned to go back out and to my bedroom.

That is when I looked across the kitchen to the office area and saw...

MY HUSBANDS FRIEND SITTING AT MY COMPUTER!!!!!!

His back was turned. I am sure the look on my face would have won us a million $ in a video contest. I ran back to my room. I managed to squeak out to Dr. Hubby {and MIL on the phone} what had happened. What was my dear sweet hubby's reaction?!

He chuckled and said, "You said my tacos were on the counter?" WHAT?! Then he just went into the kitchen.

I didn't know whether to laugh uncontrollably, cry, or vomit.

After a couple minutes Dr. Hubby started yelling for me to come in there. I put on my pajamas and went to face the awkwardness. I was going to pretend nothing had even happened.

As I passed Dr. Hubby's friend in the kitchen he so casually said, "I like the other outfit you had on better." That is when I died. The two idiots were laughing their heads off. I wanted to kill Dr. Hubby.

Turns out...his back was turned when I went into the laundry room too and he didn't even see me. Now Dr. Hubby said that his friend plans to stick his head in the door every time he comes over to say, "Scrappy Girl...Do you have your clothes on!?"

I am not amused.