I spent an hour yesterday at the Spa/Salon. When I get home, this conversation happens with my husband.
Raghav: Babe, you look nice!
Me: Aww, thanks! That was so relaxing.
Raghav: Wow, your hair!! Cannot beat that Salon blowout, huh?!
Raghav: And your eyebrows! Done to perfection!
Me: ….
He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t pause. And certainly doesn’t look, even though he has two functional eyes.
Raghav: Wait, did you also get a facial? Your skin is glowing!
Now mind you, this man’s full-time career is interpreting Medical Scans and noticing tiny, subtle details.
Raghav: Why don’t you say something?
Me: I went for a basic Pedicure. Nothing else.
Raghav: So you mean? All this *waves vaguely in my direction* was already there? Before you went?
Me: Yup.
Raghav: Oh…..
Me: Yeah.
Raghav: Well, now that you mention it, your eyebrows look like they need to be threade-
Me: Stop! Don’t go there!
Raghav: Next time, I’ll just shut up, then?
Me: That would be nice, yes.
Raghav: Love you!
Me: Love you back <3 font="" nbsp="">
14 years of marriage, people. The spark is still there! 😐😐💏😆
