Where I highlight my glorious husband and how wonderful and often hilarious it is to live with him! ~
[April 29th, 2012]
t ~
"One of the reasons I'm excited to make chili is this!"
*points to our biggest pot*
"We haven't used it yet! And I'm going to christen it with chili!!"
*carly laughs and types away.*
t ~
"Are you writing it down?!"
[May 22nd, 2012]
My birthday is tomorrow and my Tommy hates surprises. Giving them and getting them.
I found this out the first christmas I knew him when he bought his lovely sister Windy a red bathrobe. He seemed completely confident she'd love it, but then wanted to consult me about every present idea he had for me. Presents are supposed to be surprises! I told him he needed to just get me something he thought I would like, I couldn't peek at my presents early or hand-pick my own out for him.
"You did just fine with Windy's present!" I remember saying.
He replied,
"...That's because she picked it out. I already knew she'd love it."
~ 4-5 years later ~
My birthday is tomorrow. He approaches me saying...
t ~
"Carly, I'm really bad with surprises..."
I laugh, "Tommy, do you want to tell me something?"
t ~
"I got us candles."
c ~
"ooooo, cake candles or sexy candles?!"
t ~
"I'm not telling.
...Turn around."
*turns me around so I'm facing the living room and then proceeds to open the drawer directly behind me that is very squeaky and full of plastic bags that crackle.*
c ~
"Wow Babe, did you hide them in that drawer?" I say laughing and laying on the sarcasm.
t ~
"ta-da!"
c ~ *turns around and gasps*
"YAY!!!"
They are candles to make our apartment smell like fresh linen!!! And they really do smell like fresh laundry!
c ~
"I knew it! I knew I smelled fresh laundry when I came home but I searched every outlet for a scented plug in and couldn't find one!"
t ~
"I was testing it out earlier..."
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Tommy and I were sharing a bowl of soup over a chat in the kitchen.
He offered me the last bite and I took it thinking, "He's so sweet, I wanna kiss him!"
but then I thought better of it, as my mouth was full of soup.
I kissed him 30 seconds later instead.
t ~ *rolls his eyes*
"You and your premeditative kissing."
c ~
"Yep babe, I think about it."
t ~
"...you didn't get what I said at all did you."
c ~
"You said 'you and your premeditative kissing'."
t ~
"...oh.
that's not what I meant..."
[June 1st, 2012]
c ~
"If I were an animal, what would I be?"
t ~
*immediately*
"Monkey."
c ~
"that was fast. why?"
t ~
"because you're my little monkey."
[June 13th, 2012]
[after competition and not much sleep for several weeks esp. the previous few days]
t ~
"Carly, do you know what you should do?"
c ~
"What."
t ~
"Make me milk-chocolate."
c ~
"...You mean chocolate milk?"
t ~
"My brain hurts."
I love him.
1 comment:
Yay! I love these.
(and I still love that red fuzzy robe! I have such good tastes ;)
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