Dinner is over, so I am washing dishes. Which means I am also watching the news. Apparently, evening news watchers are not just dishwashing 40-year-olds, like me. Why, you ask? Because I was just treated to the latest Viagra commercial.
As the couple danced across the floor, shooting each other significant looks (he: "Hey, baby, my parts work!" she: "Am I crazy, or am I actually going to GET SOME tonight?") I was thinking the same two things I always think, when confronted with a Viagra commercial.
Firstly, "Boy, I must be watching a show that older men watch."
And secondly, and most importantly, "Thank God I am married to a young man."
Yeah, I said it. Scoot on over to Hubby's blog, and see if he's blushing.
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