The other night the Metallurgist and I are eating meatloaf and mashed potatoes for dinner. We're watching the House M.D. on TV and a commercial for the new Jim Carrey movie Yes Man (a movie where Jim Carry suddenly loses the ability to say no and says yes to everything - a remake of Liar Liar with "yes" instead of "truth", if you will) comes on during the break.

Out of nowhere the Metallurgist turns to me and says "We should do it."

I swallow a mouthful of mashed potatoes. "I love your optimism," I say, "but I just ate a lot of mashed potatoes. There's no way we're having sex."

"I meant that we should start saying yes to everything," she says.

"Eh," I reply and turn my attention back to the TV.