After picking myself up off the floor, I stared at my husband's confused expression and asked him if he could explain to me what a, 'Pelvic Floor Exercise' was... he couldn't but his response was:
'It's a card about wine though isn't it? You know, 'cause my mum likes to drink wine. The card's got a woman using her muscles to open the wine bottle.'
It was a sweet moment... That was, until I explained exactly what and where in the body you would 'exercise' your pelvic floor muscles.
FYI - If you don't know, just take a walk on over here and enlighten yourself.
To say that my husband was mortified is an understatement.
After several minutes of tortured groans from Scott, I peeled my husband's hands away from his face and tried to fight back tears as I flashed him a toothy grin. For me, it was one of those, this is why I married you, moments; although watching me double over in stitches, I doubt Scott was feeling the same way.
His mum saw the funny side, which of course I knew she would but I'm pretty sure Scott still cringes about it every time he sees an advert for Moonpig.