Dick's Blue Balls

We are at Sunday dinner yesterday with my Grandparents, parents and brother.

Since getting married, we’ve had dirtier minds than ever before… I think it’s a phase. I hope it’s a phase, because I feel somewhat akin to a teenage boy right now.

Dad: So have you guys played racquetball yet?

Britt: No, not yet. Trev’s afraid of getting beat by me.

Trev: We bought me a racquet any everything. We just need to play.

Dad: Did you get balls?

Britt: Yeah, we got balls as well

Dad: What color balls did you get?

Britt: We bought blue balls

*Trev and I both start laughing inside at this point, composing ourselves as best we can*

Dad: They have other color balls, why did you get blue balls? They have red, green, purple balls

*We are less composed now*

Trev: We went to Dicks. Dicks only has blue balls

HAHAHA. I lost it at that point, totally and completely lost it. Trevor was trying to hold it together, but was struggling as well.

I text him from across the table: “Dicks has blue balls”

He texts back, “I may be embarrassed that I laughed at that in front of your dad….”

Just another family dinner at the Johnson’s.

Love,

Brittney