Maria will like this post. We just went to Target and a movie and at Target she bought a tooth scraper and mirror like at a dentist office. Then, in the theater she scraped some scum off her back tooth and made me dig in my bag for a babywipe.
Thats not what this post is about, though. Although… it seems as my night is revolving around tooth related issues.
So, I am getting ready for bed. I go to brush my teeth and my freaking toothbrush (silver) is wet. I thought, “Hmm… maybe I brushed my teeth before the movie” BUT then I touched Ry’s toothbrush (blue) and it was dry. Odd, as I had JUST heard him in there brushing his teeth.
I yell out to him “You used my toothbrush! Why did you use my toothbrush?”
Ry: “No, thats MY toothbrush! I had the silver one!”
So, we go back and forth a few times, discussing WHY we know the silver one is ours (aka… “I remember thinking ‘oh silver! I like silver’. NOOO… *I* remember thinking ‘Blue is a girly color. THe gray is manly.’)
So, who knows how long we’ve been sharing a toothbrush.
DISGUSTING!! That just totally grosses me out. Yes… I know… we’re married… we’ve shared many, uhm, bodily things… but tooth scum? I just have to draw the line there.
I almost didn’t brush my teeth tonight because I didn’t want to use his wet, scum filled toothbrush. And I couldn’t use the blue one (even though I doubt its been used HAHA!) because it wasn’t *mine*.
I’m going to buy a new toothbrush tomorrow. Peace out.