Me: Ummmm... Crapper Barrel
Him: Ew
Me: Crapplebees! No! Wait! Crapplepees!
Him: .....
Me: Outhouse Steakback?
Him: Eh
Me: Ruby Poosday! Ruby Poosday!
A typical conversation of us driving... anywhere. Hubs also like to call Publix, a grocery store, Pubix. Yikes...
Betsy Blue and Beau
Betsy Blue is newly married. Ups and downs and all arounds.
Friday, September 24, 2010
What they never told you
What they never told you before you got married is that your husband sings in the shower*. Or at Sam's Club unless you scratch his head. Or while you're trying to take a nap.
What they never told you before you got married is that no one on the entire earth will have the ability to annoy/pester/hurt you like your spouse does. Sometimes, yes, he will do it just to get a rise out of you because he thinks it's funny. I think it's just common algebra. You live with that person and spend all of your time with your person. So that person knows the variable that will exponentially increase your anger until it becomes a catalyst of the activation of pure fury (college education=not paying off). And you will yell like you have never yelled before.
**sidenote: I do not argue with people. I am a robot. I have never had a fight with my parents, extremely rarely with my friends. Husband is the only person I feel comfortable enough with to. I know he's not going to stop loving me if I disappoint him (childhood issues which are a whole other bag of furry tricks). Furthermore, I know it would be impossible for me to disappoint him. So I take having arguments as a good sign.**
But they also don't tell you that he will be supportive like no one else ever has been. That he will spend hours quizzing you on human anatomy and microbiology. They don't tell you that the first time he gets sick in your marriage, you will creep over to his side of the bed and spoon him as closely as possible, just to make sure he is still breathing (partially because you're a neurotic dork).
They didn't tell me that no one would have my back like he does
What they never told you before you got married is that no one on the entire earth will have the ability to annoy/pester/hurt you like your spouse does. Sometimes, yes, he will do it just to get a rise out of you because he thinks it's funny. I think it's just common algebra. You live with that person and spend all of your time with your person. So that person knows the variable that will exponentially increase your anger until it becomes a catalyst of the activation of pure fury (college education=not paying off). And you will yell like you have never yelled before.
**sidenote: I do not argue with people. I am a robot. I have never had a fight with my parents, extremely rarely with my friends. Husband is the only person I feel comfortable enough with to. I know he's not going to stop loving me if I disappoint him (childhood issues which are a whole other bag of furry tricks). Furthermore, I know it would be impossible for me to disappoint him. So I take having arguments as a good sign.**
But they also don't tell you that he will be supportive like no one else ever has been. That he will spend hours quizzing you on human anatomy and microbiology. They don't tell you that the first time he gets sick in your marriage, you will creep over to his side of the bed and spoon him as closely as possible, just to make sure he is still breathing (partially because you're a neurotic dork).
They didn't tell me that no one would have my back like he does
*they also don't tell you that he will fart CONSTANTLY. After we got married, I mentioned it to my mom, and she was like "Yeah, I know." That's one that they should tell you!
Oh a first
A little about me and hubs. We're both students. We are both yooooouuuunnngg. According to many too young to be married. I may have been just a month and some spare change over an age that ended in teen when we got married. But married we are. We're both students, and we are therefore dirt poor. I'm applying to nursing school, husband to medical school. We've got no money, no fancy things -nothing but bright futures and some love!
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