A few weeks ago I was in bed with LagosDad.
Get your mind out of the gutter! I was playing Candy Crush and he was reading the Daily Mail!
Anyway, I finally completed a level in the game that had been irritating me for days on end. I shouted out, “YESSSS!” When he looked over at me, I explained that I’d finally finished level XXX of Candy Crush. Notice how I’m not saying which level?
LagosDad then tells me, “You really need to get a life.”
WHAT?! Who does he think he is anyway?
I looked at him and said, “How could you say such a thing to me? Don’t you know by now that Candy Crush is my life?”
He now thinks, and no doubt so do you, that I am beyond help.