While he loved the satisfaction of getting everything I had over-packed to fit into our luggage, he went on and on ((and on!)) complaining about how I always had too much shit and took up too much room in the suitcase.
((Another eye roll)). I mean come on....after over 17 years together, you would think this wouldn't come as a surprise or even be a topic of conversation. Get with it, man.
Ella happened to be sitting in the room watching Adam struggle with packing while I ignored his huffing and moved on to loading up my toiletry bag, when he turned to her and said "Ella, take a lesson from this and if you go on a trip, especially with a guy you like, don't over-pack like your mother. It is totally unnecessary. There are some women who travel with just a small bag or even one single backpack".
The way he said it....the way he dramatized "one (pause) single (pause) backpack" totally pissed me off and I couldn't help myself.
I turned around towards them with face cream in one hand and mascara primer in the other and said to him, "Yea, well, those who can do that also have hairy pussies and smell like granola".
Adam then looked at me and said quite appropriately "you're disgusting", while Ella yelled at the same time "Mooooom! That is so gross!"
I looked at Adam and then looked looked at her and asked "Ella how do you know what that word means?"
She turned back to me and responded, "What? Granola? I hate the way that tastes. It is nasty."
Hahaha. Yup. Okay. That works.