Today, hubby came home from work early, knowing I would be home and child would not.

Needless to say, we engaged in some adult activity before he left for a long weekend fixing his boat and (hopefully) doing some fishing.

We tried a different position than the usual to get things rolling, but somehow there seemed to be a bit of fumbling.

I asked, Um, are you in the right spot?

He replied, sarcastically, Are you gonna give me directions? Maybe I should use a GPS?

I concurred, Yeah, Genital Positioning System!