polyamory rocks the house, OR: Welcome Mike Coen

posted by Zabs on Friday June 1, 2007

Filed under: Announcements of Mild Importance, Reasons Why We're Awesome

Remember how we just got married again? To Rachael?

Yeah, well. So we’re all sitting on the porch of our opulent beach house, drinking tiki-tinis (we made up that drink on our magnificent honeymoon) and getting totally windswept. It was one of those evenings when everything’s just perfect, you know? We’re all lounging out there on the porch. We’d had a great, super-romantic dinner during which we all held hands and touched feet under the table just like schoolkids. We all looked incredibly attractive and were very excited about our futures together! One of us, I can’t remember who (probably Kevin) said something like, “I love living and laughing. Let’s all do this FOREVER,” at which point we all sighed contentedly IN UNISON! Magic. Magic, you guys.

But then, I can’t explain it, this feeling of restlessness came over us. It was just like everything was almost TOO perfect. We shuffled around a little bit and made fart noises with our mouths and began making strained jokes. So we decided to take a walk on the beach to clear our heads (if you read Trophy Wife’s match.com profile you’ll see that walking on the beach is one of our favorite activities, and you will also learn that we’re very down to earth and can go from baseball caps to evening attire with ease because we’re real like that).

So we were walking, digging our toes in the sand, when up ahead suddenly appeared this VISION in seersucker. He was walking a golden retriever, throwing a stick, laughing, with the wind in his hair. Time stopped.

Mike Coen. Mike… Coen. The name rolls off the tongue.

We invited him back to the beach house for tiki-tinis. Things got weird. Long story short, Trophy Wife got married again. Well, look at him, how could you resist? We couldn’t. Obviously.

Looks like the beach house is a little more full. Also, we’re all going off birth control. Keep your fingers crossed for us!