You know after 13 years of marriage, we're still lovin' almost every minute of it. By almost, I mean except for the times when I try and get his opinion on a "fun top and pair of jeans combo" and he sighs helplessly and then tries to get my opinion on a "rod and reel combo" and I have to act helpless because I totally read BassMaster Magazine. Who doesn't?
We've found a fun game that makes us laugh and hence, continue to like each other.
It's called, "Describe that Shopper."
One of us will call after witnessing someone doing something and the other will have to try and describe what they look like.
Here are a few recent examples;
"Melissa, I'm standing behind someone at the Exxon Tiger Mart. It's 8:45 in the morning and this individual is purchasing a chili cheese dog, a 32 oz icee, a Hershey Bar, and four $5 scratch-offs. Describe that Shopper!!!"
"Trey, I just saw someone buy four boxes of flavor-ice popsicles, one jar of Gerber Turkey and Rice baby food, and a drinkable yogurt. Describe that Shopper!!"
Last night, I became that shopper.
It was 10:30 and I was standing in line at the Wal-Mart with a gift bag, a party in a bag decoration kit, and a package of Ramen Noodles. Nice combo.
You see, today is Darius' 15th birthday and some years back Trey insisted that we decorate the house on everyone's birthday. So last night, while he was recovering from camp with the aide of his pillow, I made a last minute run to the store for decorations and picked Dea up his favorite gourmet cuisine while I was at it.
Happy Birthday Darius! We love you! Thanks for having a birthday and turning me into a victim of my own game.