Yesterday, Chris and I were walking to dinner and discussing how couples tend to gain weight once they get married. Determined to go in the opposite direction, Chris proclaimed, “we should make a pact. If either of us gains fifty pounds, the other can sleep with someone else. Pregnancy not included, of course. Unless you’re carrying that extra weight around two years after the baby is born. Deal?”

I thought about it for a moment and then revised. “Twenty.  I think it should be twenty pounds.”

And so it is. While I’m not a fan of open relationships, I’m also not really interested in packing on the extra pounds. This just might be the ticket to wedded bliss- or at least a series of awesome hookups…

P.S. Chris, wanna piece of chocolate cake? How about two?