(We needed a picture to give our socialworker and didn’t have ANY. I’m not kidding, the last one was in 2011. That handy self timer has been my saving grace.)
I kinda love the whole “Year in Review” thing that happens on Facebook. It makes me laugh all over and then also reflect on how inappropriate I am. (Unapologetically, of course.) For example:
-Joel, “You look so beautiful.” Me, “Stop it, I do not.” Joel, “I know, I just thought it would be funny since you are so disheveled today.” Bonus points for using the word disheveled, couch points for the rest of that sentence.
-I just said to my husband, “do you want In N Out, or do you want to cook dinner?” It’s a win-win for me.
-You guys. Last week I put in an order to Gap to purchase somethings for Joel before the start of the semester as is my usual custom. The package arrived today, so I asked him to try on everything so I could see how it looked. He started through the items and got to a gray shirt which he put on (complaining loudly about the fit) and then said, “Wow, I mean who would even wear a cut like this?!” It was right at that moment that I realized I WOULD wear a cut like that, and I had just made my husband try on a women’s shirt. If it wasn’t so obscene I would have posted a picture for you to laugh too, but I’m seriously going to need therapy, so I thought we should spare you. (And we both cried we were laughing so hard.) Wife of the year right here.
-Just came across this picture of the beautiful Minster in York. Joel had the brilliant idea to climb all the way to the top of one of those towers to propose to me, but what he didn’t know is that I have claustrophobia. When we got to the hundredth and something step in the tower, I started to panic because there were no windows and literally just about 18 inches of space to climb through on really steep stairs. He had to PUSH me up the rest of the way saying, “Theres no where else to go!” Needless to say, he didn’t propose at the top. 12 years later, I see it as a win! I didn’t have to spend any time convincing him my claustrophobia was real and that has made our marriage a whole lot happier (for me anyway).