no, we're not married

i went on a field trip with my fab baker boys, my nephew, and one of my awesome friends. this particular field trip consisted of his desire to fulfill my craving for pecan waffles. we were en route and he happened to spot one of his co-workers. we pulled over and they began to chat (despite my growing hunger). the fella looked in the car and asked, is this your wife and kids? uh!! no!! i'm not his wife!! i quickly answered NO!! like he asked if i killed someone and was under interrogation. not that being his wife would be a bad thing (hell. i wouldn't know since i am nothing close to being anybody's wife). just because he shares a name with one of my princes doesn't mean there's anything married-life like going on between us. the thing is, anytime someone sees us or i talk to someone about us, they assume we're married. the next time this happens, i'm simply going to reply, "no, we're not married! we have sex too often to be married." that should put all inquiries to rest. wouldn't you agree?