french fry

Last night we went out to eat
with some friends...

I'm sitting at the table
My husband is to my left

I was talking with my friend to the right of me
All of a sudden I feel this burning pain on the back of my left hand

I quickly turn to my husband
He sat there with a french fry in his hand and a smile on his face

here is the conversation that ensued:

Me: OWWWWW!
What!!? What did you just do? Did you burn me with a french fry??

Tim: Was that hot?

Me: Why the hell did you burn me with a french fry??
Why would you do that?

Tim: I wanted to see if it was hot..

Me: The steam rising from the plate wasn't a hint?
You knew it was hot, idiot...

Tim: Have some french fries (big smile)

Me: **sigh**

Tim: At least I didn't burn you with the clamcake that was "way hotter"

Me: thanks

Then our friend yells from other side of the table:
"Just remember... when
He asked you to marry him and you said "YES"

Me: **sigh**



And that's my uneventful weekend..
How was yours?