I had one of my "foot-in-mouth" moments today. The charming and beautiful Susan and I have been dieting and exercising lately. To encourage her, I told my wonderful wife that her tummy is looking flatter. But my mouth launched an ambush against me. The words it formed were: "Your tummy is looking fatter."
My mouth withheld the "L" sound from the sentence.
I will never be out of the doghouse at this rate.
I have a way with the ladies.