While standing (crouching actually) on the platform, I could not resist nibbling and making munching noises all over Bumper's head. It's something I've done since day one. She is so delectably delicious, how can I resist?
Anyhow, as I made those (apparently) annoying num-num noises right next to her ear, loud enough for her to hear but not those around us, Bumper announced loudly "STOP".
I stopped and asked why.
"Stop nibbling on me mommy, I'm not that yummy".
She is so wrong.
This time I'm by myself and catching to the train to go pick up Bumper. As I sit down on the outward facing seat, I notice the man directly across from me is staring hard. Like creepy hard. Years of subway riding experience has trained me to not sit across from folks like that but I figured I only had one stop - what could happen in one stop?
So the creep leans over and said "a pretty girl like you deserves a better wedding ring than that".
BTW - I picked out my engagement ring with my husband and wear it with a classic band. SB knew better than picking out the symbol of our impending nuptials on his own. But why the hell do I feel like defending it - the guy was an obvious ass.
He also had a shade of crazy in his eyes so I decided to just give him the glare that kills small woodland creatures on contact (not that I go around glaring at small woodland creatures). Why give that wanker the benefit of raising my blood pressure?
What would have you done? Seriously, he made me feel stabby. Dang, I wish I could have thought of a good comeback.