Thursday, September 24, 2009

I had spinach in my teeth

Yes, it happens to everyone. Maybe not spinach, but something green. I had been married to my husband a couple of years. We were shopping at the local KMart and ran into the mayor and his wife who I personally knew from church. During our conversation, my husband continued to maintain eye contact with me, completely disengaged from the conversation with our friendly community leaders. My husband, in his most nonchalant way, opened his mouth exposing his teeth with his tongue thrusting up and down on his top incisor. His head was nudging towards me as to say, "get it out".
The worst part about it was not the fact that I had something in my teeth, which was now obvious to everyone, it was that he wouldn't stop! I think he expected me, in my face to face encounter, to get it out right then and there. Twelve years later, yes I am still married to him, he still acts in similiar ways when I have something in my teeth. I'm not as mortified anymore. I have mastered the quick dirty look, putting him on notice that he should immediately stop; hoping no one else noticed the exchange that took place between us.
Next time I think I will gracefully end the conversation by telling those we have encountered that we need to leave as it is time for my husband's medicine, and walk away. I will find a mirror, use the emergency business card that is in my purse and remove the culprit.