I had an interesting conversation with my hairdresser recently. I was talking about how my husband was out of town and how I had texted him several pictures and notes about what we (the kids and I) were doing throughout the day. I found it interesting that the texts he responded to did not have to do with me. I sent him pictures of my run, pictures of me with my friends, pictures of the trail and a picture of the leg of one of the men I was running with. He fell on the trail and got all banged up. This was the picture that my husband responded to... "Is he OK?" Hmmm... Yeah, he's OK.
I sent him play-by-plays of my son's football game and a couple of sweet notes "from me to him"... He responded to the football game texts... his response was directly to my son. On my phone. Hmmm...
My hairdresser suggested that I send my husband a picture of myself, naked, and see if he responded to that one.
"Sexting?"
"Yes." She said. "What? I mean, you're married."
Uh... I don't know about that...Hmmm...
So, then, you know... I'm in the bathroom later that day and I've got my phone with me (most important calls come while you are in the bathroom - proven fact) and my phone has a camera on it... and... Well, I just wasn't impressed with how my body parts looked on the phone, to tell you the truth. Maybe it's because I'm holding the phone myself and the angle is off. I don't know. It just wasn't workin' for me.
And I was thinking... I bet if I DID send him a naked picture of myself - with my luck - he wouldn't have his glasses on and he'd pass the phone to a friend to ask him what it's a picture of... Hmmm... I bet he WOULD text me back if that happened. Heck, I might even get a phone call.
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