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Inappropriate Memory Lane and Monkeys

When I got home tonight, something brought back a memory.  So obviously, I must relay it to everyone - because that is what I do.

When Ted and I decided that we were going to get married, he and I decided that we needed to sell the houses we were in and get a home together.  We felt that if we were living in my house it would be my house and if I was living in his house it would be his house - but, if we got a home together, it would be our house.

We put Ted's house on the market first - and we had to get it sale ready, so we started purging and boxing him up so that we could get the house on the market.  One of those days, my daughter KayeLynn came to help do some boxing and cleaning.  She was down on the floor, on her hands and knees, boxing something up.  Ted walked through the room and into another room.  As he did so, KayeLynn started up with this horrified look on her face.  She says, "Mom, he just grabbed my butt".  I wasn't sure what to say or think.  When Ted walked in the room, I looked at him and asked if he grabbed her butt.  Ted then gets a horrified look on his face and says, "Oh my god, I thought she was you!!!"  Yes, Ted grabs my butt.  Ten years later, he still does.

The reason I bring this up, the show Modern Family was playing on the television.  The character played by Ty Burrell happens to grab a girls butt and when she turns around, he is aghast and explains that he thought the girl was his wife.  I started to laugh hysterically, because this memory flooded back.

Since I'm on the subject, when we packed up Ted's stuff, this was one of the boxes.  When I turned the corner, I honestly thought we had packed a monkey in the box.  I have no clue how his little face ended up so perfectly in the window of the box.




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