August 24, 2006
go team pork chop
It was the bride who responded. When she responded she said thank you "Team" "insert our last name here." My first response was a little giggle. Then it quite made me throw up a little in my mouth. Do people think of HHhubby and I like this? I mean really she meant it sweetly. I appreciate that. Why does it bother me? Because I don't have shirts made?
Most likely because, I don't want to be known as "the team." One of those gross, over affectionate,(you know the type) how can you be so happy, sappy, couples. Who make you want to stick a fork in their eye. Our perhaps a fork in your own. I mean don't get me wrong we are definitely cheering for the same team and all. HHhubby and I are coming on our 3 year anniversary and I am happy about that but-no googly bear talk here. Maybe this is why the hubs affectionately refers to me as "the armadillo."
We have this running joke called "Pork Chops." (that's another story) (he will be thrilled that I am sharing this news here) Basically it's when we are both thinking the same thing,then finally one of us says what we are "really" thinking. Then of course it's a litte like reading ones mind. Most bothersome that we are thinking the exact same thing. Yes, great minds think alike and all that.
Both of us are completely appauled by this shared capacity to think alike. Maybe we want to be sure to keep true to ourselves in this marriage. We are secretly morphing into one. Soon we will just think with one mind. I will start groping my own phantom bits. He will ask, does my ass look big in this pants? To which I will reply "no, don't be silly." what I will really mean is "yes, it is quite large." Save us. As long as I don't start wearing his pants, we may be okay.
Is it possible that we don't have that amorous gene in our bodies. See I am referring to our bodies, for both of us. I do think HHhubby is romantic and a love. What about you? Do you wonder about this?
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