It’s Love, Baby

My husband and I had the following conversation on Wednesday night

Bruce:  I have a great idea for a Valentine’s Day present for me.  I need a new watch to run in.  Here let me show you what I want.

He then proceeded to give me “Bruce’s Five Rules of Watch-Buying,” then “Bruce’s Two Suggestions for Watch-Buying” and then got his phone out to show me pictures of suitable options and size comparisons.

15 minutes later, he sent me the pictures (so I had them for later), closed his phone and asked me what I thought.

Me:  (with a confused look on my face) Do we get each other Valentine’s Day presents?

That’s love, folks.

Sarah #1

Marriage = End of Life

Bruce and I had the following conversation the other night regards to my upcoming (gulp) 25th birthday.

Bruce:  It’s not the end of the world

Me:  You don’t understand.  You are only 23.  You have your whole life ahead of you.

Bruce:  No I don’t, I’m married.

He then proceeded to laugh hysterically.

I did not.

Sarah #1

The Natural Progression of a Marriage …

I spent the weekend in Huntingdon, PA with my dad’s side of the family for my cousin’s wedding.  We were quite literally out in the middle of nowhere, so we all stayed in cabins on campgrounds.  The following were the sleeping arrangements for the weekend … 

Bruce & Sarah, the newlyweds, married 2+ months … cuddling comfortably in a queen sized bed

Sarah’s parents, the empty-nesters, married 30+ years … comfortably content in two twin-sized beds, lofted perpendicular to one another

Sarah’s grandparents, the happy and adorable couple everybody strives to be like, married 60+ years … thrilled that there was enough space that they were able to have separate bedrooms all together

It was like getting my fortune told.

Sarah #1