As you well know, I had hoped to spend the holidays skiing but any mention of skiing, however slight, was met with a disapproving "It's so expensive." I, in turn, would roll my eyes at Madhubby and make another trip to the bathroom. I was sulky and petulant the entire time she was here because I really didn't want her to be here. I even refused to play the new, fancy Scrabble Deluxe game she bought us for Christmas; I was just so pissed at him for allowing her to ruin my holiday plans. Eventually, though, I think he saw things my way.
Scene: Christmas morning - Master Bedroom
MH: You know, I think we've got time for a little....(boob squeeze)
Me: Uh, I don't think so. Your mom is probably awake.
MH: I doubt it. (Bubba starts to cry)
Me: I'll be right back(2 seconds later)
Me: She's sitting on the couch in the living room reading. I thought you said she was asleep?
MH: She wasn't there five minutes ago.
Me: Well, she's there now. I guess she's stealth mom. Good thing we didn't....
MH: (sarcastically) Yeah, good thing.
Me: Well, if she stayed at her own house we could have Christmas morning sex.
MH: Hmmm...that's a good point. You know what?
MH: I think next year she should stay in a hotel.
Um, not quite the response I was hoping for but it's a start. Luckily, I've got some sexy new underwear and twelve months to totally convert him.