“Huh..,” I try.
“Hu…” again.
My breath snags, catches on a syllable and I swallow quickly.
“Boyfriend” rolls off the tongue like wine on warm skin.
Smooth. Familiar. An old shoe.
“Fiance” trips off in a tutu, twirling for effect, batting its mascara-soaked lashes and smiling coyly in Francais.
But hu…
huh…
husband.
Meet my husband. Oh, my husband isn’t home. I’ll let my husband know you called.
(Whew.) That one that takes a 32-year tongue some practice.
Ladies and gentlemen, the reason they married girls off at 14, revealed.
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[*Obscure reference to Ruskin Bond’s short story Susanna’s Seven Husbands]
Oh, so true! That word takes practice 🙂
I know what you are saying. I was in my I-can’t-believe-I-actually-have-a-man-called-husband-in-my-life shock for the longest time after I got married 😛
You did? Really? Congratulations!!
I’m confused, am I to offer congratulations or not?
In total agreement with the post though 🙂
Came here last evening, wasn’t sure if this was a ‘congratulations to you, OJ’ post, so went back. I am back again. Time for congratulations? 🙂
congratulations!
ok. I’ve been away for waaaay too long. congratulations are due, but hell, I thought there’d be more of a tempest than a tounge twister 🙂 hugs.
I’m confused too, but why hold back on saying “Congratulations!” So, wishing you and The Boy all the very best. And yes, you’re so right, it’ll be 4 years in November but the word still feels weird.
YaY! Congratulations!!
(If you did indeed take the proverbial plunge else for thinking about life after the plunge 😀 )
For heavan’s sake, Girl, put us out of our misery!
dear fellow OJ fans,
apparently, this really is ‘only’ a reference to the ruskin bond story! but hey, no reason for all of us not to toast and celebrate the wonder and laughter and madness that is OJ and the Boy!
here’s to you guys…
xoxox
adarkcomedycalledlife: Yeah, and I don’t even like it!
Tamanna: Glad to know I won’t be the only one when I go that route. 🙂
Pallavi: Not really.
DewdropDream: Not!
Roxana: Not just yet. 😉
smartassbride: Thanks. I’ll accept those for my stellar taste in men.
Nino’s Mum: Oh there will be. Since when do I do things blandly?
Anamika: 🙂
M….: But…but…I was just practicing! 😦
Aunty G: There you go, Aunty G. 😀
the girlfriend: Yeah, how about visiting your poor friend in Bombay, you Vegas-hopping, Italy-bound meanie? 😡 Looks like I’ll have to get hitched just so you show up! 😛
Oh, and Nitya, lurker child, maybe you should check with me before chirping from Bengalooru. 😉
Ha ha! For a minute I got very excited – until I read your replies to the comments, that is 🙂
Congratulations anyway – for your taste in men, as you said 😀
Cee Kay: Thank you, thank you. With the exception of Juhu Jerk, every one of them was/is a stellar specimen. 😀 And the exception only proves the rule.
LOL @ Juhu Jerk. So we name them too? Like our cars and purses? 😀
*phew* Is it wrong for me to feel relieved that you did not get hitched just *yet* ?
( Makes me feel I do not have to think of the “H” word yet, though the parents will obviously disagree 😀 )
Nonsense. It is more fun to spread false rumors than check facts. Surely you agree?
Cee Kay: Err, yah! How else do you keep the unmemorable ones straight in your head? 😕
M….: Not at all. It’s a minefield of marrieds out there. Duck! One more just whooshed by! 😉
nitya: Wordjunkie may be better equipped to answer that, since she emailed in a panic. 😛 As for me, whatever gets you to delurk, hon.