Marriage

Last summer, Mike and his office manager were attending a dental seminar in Scottsdale. I panicked, realizing I could die not knowing a single thing about mandibular radiolucencies or benign salivary tumors and made arrangements to fly down and meet him. Just kidding! I just wanted to get a massage, lay by the pool and not have to sneak into the closet to have sex because there were 2 kids in our bed.

Mike arranged for his office manager’s husband to pick me up from the airport. At baggage claim, Nic chivalrously asked which suitcase was mine, snatched it off the luggage carousel and started laughing. I was momentarily confused until I realized MY SUITCASE WAS BUZZING. OMG. I loudly announced to everybody in the nearby vicinity that “This is NOT what you think! It is my sonicare toothbrush! I swear! My husband is a dentist! REALLY!” What I didn’t realize at the time, was that this particular incident would serve as foreshadowing for another airplane related event a month later….. ... Continue reading »