Say burrito really fast

My wife is cracking me up.

Her drive to expand her horizons is admirable. I have a hard time expanding anything more than my waist line. She has taken it upon herself to become a fast Spanish speaker. She started taking classes a couple of months ago. Two days a week she gets up with the sun, stumbles into a classroom, and speaks Spanish for a couple of hours before work. Last night before bed, she looked at me with these cute little sleepy eyes and said, “Necessito agua.” I wasn’t quite sure what she meant. I knew agua is water. Necessito sounded like she needed some. But I wasn’t sure what to do from there. So I did what every husband in America would do. I rolled over and started dreaming. I’m a real prick sometimes.

Now, when I come home from work the TV is turned to Univision. As it turns out, my wife is watching Spanish soap operas on her lunch break. It is apparently an attempt to be able to understand her soccer companions when they talk about Maria’s new baby and how she doesn’t know who the father is on “The Bold and Burrito” or “The Young and the Relleno.”

She really is quite a senorita.