Monday, April 14, 2008

shoulder angels

My bad shoulder angel got the better of me this weekend.

I went to my niece's kitchen-themed bridal shower. For one game we were asked to write down a recipe for
Lasting Romance.

I knew what that meant:

1 cup of laughter
2 handfuls of Friday Night Dates
5 cups of holding hands at church
17 TBLSP of never going to bed angry...

You get the idea.

And I just couldn't do it.
Something in me rebelled.

And my shoulder angel made me write down something scandalous.

Something that made the sweet young bride truly a blushing bride.

And her sister.

And her mom.

I swear, I would never do something like this.

But that devilish shoulder angel made me do it.

My good shoulder angel made me feel a little remorse after I had written it, but I couldn't take it back.

The bride's sister couldn't even read it aloud. She had to pass it on to her aunt, who read:

Recipe for a Lasting Romance:

Lots of Mad Hot Sex!

That should do it.
Any questions? Ask my shoulder angel.


Kate said...

hahahaha, I love this story. I'm glad you wrote it, someone had to do it!!!!

Celia Fae said...

Okay, that's funny and that's what shower holders deserve when they make you write dumb recipes.

Anonymous said...

DANG!!! I'm bummed I missed that- I would have been right there with you!

Nanette said...

I guess if it works for you. . .