Well, that was strange.

I was talking to Ace's speech therapist this morning, and the subject naturally went to the Saints and how AWESOME they are.

She said "So, you must like Deuce, huh?"

I crossed my hands over my heart and said, with the utmost sincerity and love in my face, "Deuce is my boyfriend."

She said, "He's my ex-boyfriend." See, I thought she was saying the same thing I was, but was disappointed about his injury so I kinda giggled the way one does when someone makes a reciprocal joke. I thought for a second and knowing that he's from Mississippi originally, and she's from Mississippi, said "Wait, you're serious."

"Yep!"

"You know I wasn't serious, right?"

"I don't know...."

She's funny. I love Ace's therapists, now that I've dumped his occupational therapist. New one comes tomorrow. We'll see about her.