The Goose of the Swan

I shouldn't tell this story...BUT...back when I was working...my wife Lisa would get out of bed early, and be in the bathroom fixing her hair. I would hit the snooze button twice, then finally get up, and drag myself to the bathroom.

As I shuffled past her...she would say (in way too chipper of a voice)..."Good morning Timmy."

I would reach down, goose her once... and then... push her nightgown into the crack of her behind. It was my grumpy way of saying..."Good morning." It was my grumpy way of not having to utter those 2 dreadful words. AND...it was my grumpy way of showing affection. Plus...as an added bonus...since she had her hands full...she would have to to a sexy shimmy shake to release her nightie. As Austin Powers would say..."Oh yeah Baby."

I can't believe that scene entered my head when I saw these 2 swans. I thought I was going to be in for a knock-down drag-out fight...but nooooo...it was just a friendly peck...a friendly goose...a friendly feather-grabber. He just SWANted to say ..."Good morning sweetheart."

I miss the old days when we used to share the bathroom. Maybe I should set my alarm, and get up. NAHHHHH!!!