When your husband has a little bit of mad scientist in him, there is a small but significant chance that you may become his lab rat.
Jake and I were about to go to bed last night, and he was 'tickling' my arm in a repetitive fashion. When I asked him to stop because it hurt, he went "I think we should test your pain threshold."
My knee jerk reaction was No we shouldn't. Because there is a good chance it's going to involve pain. Concentrated amounts of pain. Instead I said "Oh, how would we do that?"
He said "Well, we fill a tub with ice water, and then we see how long you can keep your hand in it. Up to 2 minutes."
Sign me up! Right?
Though I'm pretty sure we wouldn't be testing my pain tolerance. What we would really be testing is how competitive I am. 2 minutes? Who cares how cold my hands are! I'm going to conquer this ice water! I will not be beaten by a frozen element!
In addition to being 'Super' sensitive to pain, my husband has also mentioned that I've got 'Super' hearing, sight and tastebuds. So maybe the pain isn't a bad thing, maybe all these Super powers are just waiting for me to start fighting crime.
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