One small request…

We don’t watch much TV.

Tivo has basically given up on us and only tapes kid shows.

But this week, in the hotel, it’s trash TV central. We were watching the Joy Behar show last night. The topic was divorce. High profile divorces. Marla Maples. The gay NJ Governor’s wife, the chick who got dumped for Tori Spelling. Lance Armstrong’s ex.

HT and I sat slumped on the couch in a day 8 coma, my body flopped over his. 

“If you ever decide to leave me, I want you to fake your death,” I said.  

“Why?” he asked.

“That way I could go on believing you loved me.”

“You are insane,” he said.

“Will you fake it?” I pressed.

“Yes. I’d do that for you,” he said.


“I want you to do that for me too,” he said.  

“Aw. Of course I would.” 

Smiling, I snuggled in closer to him.

“At least then I’d get the life insurance money,” he said.  


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16 Responses to One small request…

  1. Jess Wilson says:

    I’ve told Matt that if he leaves me I’m going with him 😉

  2. Anonymous says:

    thanks for a peek into the funny darkness of real love

  3. Carrie Link says:

    Not enough can be made of the HDRs trash TV generates.

  4. pixiemama says:

    I swear J and I have had this EXACT same conversation. He has to fake his death AND move far, far away.

  5. Jerri says:

    Loyal AND practical. HT’s my kind of guy.

  6. Betty says:

    I love this! So funny!

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