ambien ken

oh my husband.

we were getting ready for bed. new sheets, nice & cozy. just had a bunch of friends over for a dinner. very nice & cozy. ken popped an ambien while i was in mid sentence talking about a brand new arousal oil, zestra, yes that’s right, bye bye KY — and since he popped the ambien, he clearly had no interest in chatting this up, and he started dozing off, and then i gave him a slight nudge, and he opened his eyes, smiled, then he started to doze, and i finished my sentence, and then he looked at me all groggy like and said:

yeah, yeah, those little pasta twirls. sweet.


i was talking about vaginal dryness and using this new stuff oil which promises “the pleasurable sensations of a golden rush…” and he says:

yeah, yeah, those little pasta twirls. sweet.

i don’t really need to write anything more. i’m not sure if ken thinks of my vagina as a pasta dish, or if he was remembering parts of dinner that he enjoyed. and if i ask, honey what did you mean when you said the little pasta twirls, he’d say, what are you talking about? we didn’t talk in bed last night.

really, what’s the point?

i will leave it at that.

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One Response to “ambien ken”

  1. Hollye Dexter

    thanks for the chuckle….i love how you can make life funny.

    someday will you interpret mine, and make it funny please?

    Thank god for you.

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