Okay, since I usually post my ad's here, I thought I would take the time to share (what I think is) a funny story about something that happened a while back. (You asked for it Sooz!)
One day as I was about to brush my teeth, I picked up my toothbrush and noticed a hair in it. Not a hair on it....but "IN IT"....wedged all the way down to the root of the bristles. As I stood there pondering how that could have happened, I also noticed mustache trimmings around my sink. Hubby trims his mustache on my side of the vanity because that's where the extra mirror is, and of course, everyone knows that mustache hairs on the counter are invisible to most husbands. Now I love my husband, and this didn't gross me out or anything. I just thought it was funny that I had figured out that he was using my toothbrush to groom his 'stash while trimming it. I couldn't wait until he came home that night to confront him about it. Of course he denied it. I just said, "It's okay honey, I'm not mad....I just wanted you to know that there's a mustache brush in the medicine cabinet." He still denied ever picking up my toothbrush. Now usually when he's busted about something, he'll come clean and then we'll just laugh it off, but this time he was sticking to his guns. Over the next few weeks I found it extremely entertaining to tease him about it every chance I got. Okay, now flash forward a few weeks. I was going into my bedroom closet which is located in the master bath. I bend over to put on my shoes and when I turn around, there is Jamaica, my little black cat.....on the bathroom counter.....rubbing her little whisker spot on MY TOOTHBRUSH!!!! Turns out SHE was the Bandit Toothbrush Groomer all along! Needless to say, once I confessed to hubby I never heard the end of it. He was framed for a crime he didn't commit! Framed by my sweet little girly cat!