Dear Diary
Have you ever accidentally butt-dialed someone and panicked once you realized what you've done? Or, even worse, butt-dialed someone while being intimate? Well, I can happily say that I have experienced both :)
When my husband and I first started dating, we were incredibly attracted to each other and had sex in various locations. We lived 2,500 miles away from each other and traveled back and forth every 8-10 days. On our 3-month anniversary, Adam flew to Maui to meet my family for my sister's wedding.
During our drive around the island, I decided to make the drive a little more interesting and have some fun on a sugar cane bypass. However, this location turned out to be a bad choice as it was also known as "stinky bomb road" due to its unpleasant smell of cat diarrhea.
Oh yes baby
As we got busy, my husband started making loud moaning and grunting noises. It got louder and louder until I heard him saying, "Oh yes baby, yes, oh my g-d, G-d that feels so good, Oh my g-d you're the best," and so on. This went on for a while until his phone rang, interrupting us. He looked at his phone and said, "Umm, it's my dad calling."
At this point, I had only met his dad once, making the situation even more uncomfortable. The conversation went something like this: "Sooooo, it sounds like you're having a great time on Maui," followed by an awkward silence. It turns out that my husband had accidentally butt-dialed his father, and the entire recording of our excursion through stinky bomb road was on his dad's voicemail.
Thankfully, thirteen years later, we still laugh about it. Looking back, it helped break the ice with his dad, and he knows that I make his son very happy.
Tennille Melcher
Photographer & CEO