an open marriage

A couple of months ago, for no reason in particular, I announced that Alton Brown was my television boyfriend. Always the generous sort, I offered a choice of either Giada De Laurentiis or Rachael Ray for his television girlfriend. He went back and forth for a few days, stringing them both along, but he finally dumped Rachael Ray, partially at my insistence. (She put! A package of chicken! Directly on her cookie sheet! Food safety horrors!) So, he has been television dating Giada, while I'm television stepping out with Alton, and all is well in the Yayer household. WEIRD, but well.

This afternoon, I settled into the couch to flip through channels for a few minutes, only to find Everyday Italian marathon (Giada's show). No giant surprise, a few minutes later, I realized that I was very, very tired, and I would just close my eyes for a few minutes, there.

And that is how it is that M called me and we had the following exhange:

M: Whatcha up to?

K: I'm sleeping with your girlfriend.

And can I just say--thank God it's Friday.