The Toothbrush Backstory

Ok...so I know many of you have been on the edge of your seats, anxiously awaiting the story behind last Friday's "Question of the Day"....haven't you?  It's ok to admit it.  So here it is.

Last Thursday night my toothbrush was wet....and I hadn't brushed MY teeth with it yet.  It kind of freaked me out a bit.  But I handled it well...really...I did.  I opened the bottom drawer of the bathroom cabinet and pulled out one of the stash that always comes home with us from every visit to the dentist (at least we get something from the seriously inflated bill).  Anyway...I used THAT toothbrush.  My new, personal, hot pink toothbrush.  A girly toothbrush.  One that will (hopefully) deter any future male inclinations to even touch it, much less go through the process of using it for any reason.  I even left the other TWO toothbrushes in the holder so he still has options.

Needless to say, the Dear Hubby (aka DH) doesn't seem to see anything wrong with sharing a toothbrush.  Makes me wonder how many times in the past he has used it that I'm oblivious to.  (Truthfully....I don't think I WANT to know...really)

I would go into detail about my rant and subsequent "hissy fit" that occurred the following morning.  But I want you all to continue reading....plus...it's good for you to exercise your imaginations.  I'll leave it at that.

So now you know my answer.  Unless there is an emergency situation - like say a hurricane or tsunami wiped out the significant other's toothbrush - then that's a no go on sharing.  As I told my DH:
DO NOT TOUCH MY TOOTHBRUSH.  EWWW.