Yep. Still getting old.
There she is. Across the bathroom. Yon fair maiden. My blushing bride. Yea verily she is beautiful to behold with her crimson lips and skin like satin. Behold, she speaks. Oh rapture! Each word from her lips is as honey for sweetness. I still myself to hear what my lady doth say unto me.
“I’ve got an anapalactic line on my chin.”
<que sound of needle being pulled across a record>
What? Anapalactic line? What is that? That sounds serious. She said it like I’m supposed to know what it is. Will she be upset if don’t know? How should I respond? With happiness? No, she didn’t seem thrilled about it, a line on her chin sounds like a bad thing, and anapalactic sounds like a real bad thing. Upset? No, that might make her think that I’m too focused on her looks. Bad idea. Resignation? She might think I don’t care. Disbelief? Too over the top. Amusement? I’d be taking joy in her suffering. So many choices, so many ways to hose myself. Argh!
Alright, be cool. She’s your wife. She loves you. Just be honest. It’ll be fine. Really. I put on best confused look (which is easy to do right now) look at her and say “What?”.
She stops to cast a sidelong glance at me and says “I’ve got a black line on my chin.” as she rubs the errant line of makeup from her chin.
Forget making a mountain out of a molehill. I just made a 5 syllable word out of a color. Beat that. Instant laughter ensues as I share my faux pas. And bonus, I get an extra couple of kisses out of it.
Further research shows that anapalactic isn’t even a real word. I’ve created a word! Woo hoo!!! I’m claiming it today, April 21st of 2008. I created the word anapalactic. My use defines it and I become immortal. Feel free to use my word as you see fit. Just remember, you heard it here first.
anapalactic [an'-uh-puh-lak'-tik] adjective - Related to the state of confusion resulting from mis-hearing a word while brushing your teeth.