Last night, when my boyfriend called me from his hotel room (he's away), during the conversation, he told me he was watching Hannah Montana, which he got into (along with The Suite Life of Zack and Cody) on his last trip, when there was nothing on. I tease him about it. Without thinking, I said, teasing, "Do you want me to get plastic surgery to look like Hannah Montana?" DUMB!!! If I'd been thinking, I'd have known what kind of answer I'd get. He said, "It would be an improvement." OUCH!!!

I don't know why I open myself up to such jokes. I do it a lot, allowing or making jokes at my own expense. I guess it's sort of a bonding thing. I know he's more likely to respond, rather than ignore me or tune me out (which he's told me he does, confirming what I could already see).

Even though it was stupid of me to ask that, it was really cruel of him to say that.