...and Todd just looks at me like I'm nuts.
For example, today:
Me: I want to live on a ranch.
(Pause)
Where everyone else has to do the work.
(Pause)
And you'll wear a cowboy hat every day.
Todd: (looks at me and nods)
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Me: Look! I love this song and we ALREADY OWN IT!
Todd: Aren't you glad you figured that out before you downloaded it?
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Me: If you don't let go, I'm going to kidney punch you.
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Here's a story I probably shouldn't tell, but I will, because it's funny now. Todd should have realized he was about to marry a drama queen, but he married me anyway. We were dating, and for some reason I had picked an argument. Instead of excusing myself like a lady, my method of exit was to run out the door and down the street (passing my car). I was convinced that if he was THE ONE, he would come after me. Well, he did, and then when I wasn't satisfied with the way the conversation was going, I stormed off and left him in my dust. When I pulled into my apartment complex, I was so mad I ended up grazing the large cement pillar in the underground parking lot and leaving a nice sand-colored mark on my poor car. When we had a more civil conversation later, I informed him he had made me so angry "I had run into a pole!"
How's that for drama!
I think Todd will agree that I've mellowed out a bit.
So, anybody else have any embarrassing immature moments they'd like to share for Blogland?