Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Let's go fly a kite!

Pacific beach is a lovely place. They take their kite flying quite seriously. 

(Pictures to come.)

They have these little floater kite things that are hooked to poles, and the wind blows them in a way that makes them appear as though they are swimming. Many times they are in the shape of a fish.

A nearby beach house had many of these. They looked like "special men". 
(That '70s show reference.)

The family was enjoying a nice day on the beach.
We were laughing and having fun.
And making fun of the husband.
After one particular comment, he responded with,
"Well, at least I don't fly my semen in the air!!!"

It took us all a while to figure out what the heck he was talking about.
What? Semen? Sea men? Semen. Semen where? In the air?! 
Who in the world had flying semen? At the beach no less?!
(But hey, it could have been normal. I mean.. this IS Washington...)

I started to get worried.
My husband has gone crazy. He's losing his marbles. He is seeing flying semen. How can this be happening... this is our five month anniversary. I married a mad man.

I began to look around for these mysterious flying semen.
Then I saw the sperm kites. 

Good, he's not crazy. He just never took 7th grade health class.

For those of you who don't know... here is a little reproductive health lesson for you all.

Semen does not equal sperm.
But there is sperm in semen.