Isaac, my dear and loving husband, insists that I'm a germaphobe. Which I'm not. I just paid attention in my Food Safety class. And...maybe I was a microbiologist in a past life. But I'm not afraid of germs. Sheesh.
So the other day, I walked past the bathroom and saw Isaac wiping off the counter. He saw that I was giving him a funny look, so he said:
"You have to wipe up the germs, or they'll start effervescing and comulgating, you know."
|Isaac made up scientific words, and now we will eat him! Bahaha!|
And that is how "comulgate" became our official Silly Family Word. The end.