I Married a Smart Man

We're driving to the gym and I'm plotting in my head. I turned to my husband and said, "Remember that movie Something About Mary, how everyone loved Mary?"

"Uh huh."

Good to know he's paying attention and hangs on my every word. But I keep going. "My heroine is like that. Men keep falling in love with her, but when the hero first sees her, he can't figure it out. I mean men have done outrageous things to get her attention. She's attractive, but it's average attractiveness. So what is it about her?"

Dead serious, he said "BLEEP" Sorry I had to bleep his first answer. Men!

"Why didn't I think of that," I said dryly. "Now that you've gotten all the required Stupid Man Answer out of the way. What, besides being sizzling hot, attracts a man? I'm thinking the way she moves? Her voice? What is it?" I sighed. "You probably don't know because it's just there without you labeling it."

Without even a pause, he says, "It's the fantasy."

I blinked. Well hell, he's right. One Hundred Percent Right. It's the fantasy!

Damn I married a smart man!