Do I laugh or cry?

Ray and I are not getting along--surprise, surprise. He's been mean and I don't like it. So, after a brief spat, Ray came into the kitchen where I was putting dishes in the dishwasher. Emily was sitting at the counter. Very sarcastically, I wrapped my arms around Ray's chest from behind and said, "Oh, I love you soooo much honey-bunny!" and gave him a squeeze. He found it funny. But remember, I was being very sarcastic. So, I did it again. "I just wonder how I got soooo lucky," and another time I said, "I just can't get enough of you" all while hugging him. Ray, apparently not getting the sarcasm, started laughing, looked at Emily and said,

"Mommy must like my rock-hard body."

Emily started laughing and said, "Mommy's butt bounces up and down like a bouncy ball."

Ray busted out laughing.

I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. It was funny, I guess. I mean, when I reread her comment, it does make me want to chuckle.

But, I was hurt even more by Ray's laughter.

So, in revenge, it will be hands off of this bouncy-butt for awhile, and when I look smokin' hot in my bikini in a couple of months, I will prance around the house and see who will be laughing then when it's still hands off! ;-)