Sunday, January 10, 2010
"my husband" slip
Swear to God...
Friday I referred to my fiance as my husband.
In two separate conversations. With two separate groups of people.
It flowed off my tongue so perfectly...so harmoniously...so flawlessly that it took a moment for me to catch myself, think about it, and realize that what I had said wasn't correct.
Has this happened to you?
Did you feel like a freaking idiot?
And sort of love it at the same time?