Recently Poo told me, "we've been together for 7 years."
Really? It feels like 7 months. Time flies when you're having fun.
"Uh-oh," I said, "the 7-Year Itch!"
"That's what I'm talking about," she said, "watch out for that."
Dammit. That woman is too smart. I guess I need to stop flirting with ex-girlfriends and new "friends" on social networking sites. I suppose I need to do what I did with my ex-wife:
Wait for the 14-Year Itch.
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