We had already walked past it. A good 10 steps past it. But the brief glance that I took stayed with me. I obviously have self control issues.
I am such a SUCKER for Haagen Dazs strawberry ice cream.
After the brief detour from the ice cream counter and while I was scarfing down my cone, I happened to look at the poster for the Armani store -- the usual gorgeous guy wrapped around a super skinny model. A question popped up.
Me: Do you mind very much that I'm not super sexy? (Don't ask where the question came from. I am an expert at asking these types of questions.)
Me: So you agree that I'm NOT super sexy?
Hubby: (with an ooops! expression on his face) Was that a trick question?
Me: Yup. And you just failed miserably. (Honestly, you'd think he'd be used to trick questions by now.)
And we laughed ourselves crazy on the way back to the car.
Eleven years, two kids and the occasional let's-just-have-a-quick-dinner-cause-I-need-to-unwind date but we still have such a fabulous time with each other.
So, nope. Can't complain.