Conversation with TSM

TMS is “The Sexy Marine.” Somehow MSgt and I started to refer to my hubby as the sexy Marine(I actually think he started it) and then my other friend, CC, started using TSM in emails and I loved it, so I from now on my hubby is TSM.

So, our neighbor, who we love came over tonight with his girls. He has them every other weekend and lucky us, this is his weekend. His youngest daughter is 7. I remember babysitting her and rocking her to sleep. Her name is the same as our youngest daughter. I knew her before I knew mine. Anyway, the parents have since divorced(not a pretty story) We remained friends with the husband. Tonight he told us that he and his girlfriend have parted ways. Conflict with the kiddos.

After they left, TSM said, “That must be hard.”

Me- Yes. I can’t imagine. That is the reason I keep you around. The kids already seem to like you.

TSM- I don’t care why you keep me around as long as you do.

Me- Ahh, that is so sweet.

TSM- Ya, you really know how to make a guy feel special.

It is possible I might need to improve my communication skills slightly:)

8 thoughts on “Conversation with TSM

  1. I used to tell my kids when they were in school:
    “hey guys, we’re moving today, so when you get out of school, you have to see if you can find us.”

  2. Oh no. I got that one from you.
    People don’t give out their real names over the intertubes much, because of all the weirdos out there. (I oughta know. You’ve seen my blog.)

    You said, “You should say hi to my husband, he’ll be at the range too.”
    What was I supposed to do? Walk up to some random dude at the range and say “Hi there! Are you the ‘sexy’ marine?”

    That range might not be the best one out there, but it’s the closest to my house. I don’t want to get banned.

    Anyway, he’s stuck with it now.

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