How my husband Inadvertently chased away the Sunday "blahs"

 

It’s been a while dear blog readers, for that I am sorry.  Life has kicked me in the ass and told me to get to work on other areas, so I’ve neglected you.  All eight of my reader base, all of which have mostly been obligated to read based on either family obligations or the shackles of friendship.

So life is still insane but there’s been a blog post burning to let loose since last Sunday, so without further ado:

As part of that life kicking me in the ass comment, I was reviewing some work files last Sunday, sitting on my bed, my sinuses throbbing, feeling a solid case of the “blahs”.  I decided to turn on the TV and watch some movies on Movie Central on Demand while I worked. (multi-tasking at its finest).  I scrolled through my options, looking for a movie that I hadn’t seen and that looked interesting to me.  Since I had watched a lot of movies over Christmas my choices were limited.  There were a couple of movies that I considered but continued to scroll.

Finally, I came across Twilight, Breaking Dawn Part 1.  Now I’m not a huge Twilight fan, but had watched the other movies (some friends are fans).  I decided to watch it, thinking it would be a good movie to watch without my husband (I try to save any he would like to watch together).  I clicked on the title which took me into the menu.

Instead of “Play” it said “resume”, which happens if the movie/show has previously been watched.  It then gives you the choice of resuming where you left off or starting over.  I sat there perplexed for a minute trying to rack my brain.  Had I already watched this? I was sure I hadn’t, and I was almost as sure I hadn’t had a mental lapse (although it was indeed a possibility).

I then thought, “Hmm, maybe Meghan watched it”.  Then I started to giggle because Meghan, although being 14 and in the age demographic the movie/book is geared towards, she wouldn’t have been caught dead watching something so “mainstream”. (which is a totally different story some other time).

Then it hit me.  The giggle turned to an ear splitting grin and then full blown (and a bit maniacal) laughter.  Scott.  My big, strong man had watched a teen movie.  Even funnier, without me as an “excuse” as to why he would have watched it.

Since I was on my work laptop and Scott was at work I sent him an instant message through our internal network and the conversation went something like this:

 Me: um, honey...did you watch Twilight on Movie Central on Demand

Scott: um....yeah, but a long time ago

Me: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahaha

Scott: What, I watched it for the fight scenes

Me: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahaha

Scott: shut up

Me: uh huh, for the “fight scenes”...did you cry?

Scott: sigh

So I stopped teasing him and got back to work, clicking the “restart” button on the movie.  I watched the entire thing grinning like an idiot.  There was one whole two minute fight scene in the entire movie. 

So what did I do you ask?  I did what any other responsible, mature wife would do.  I’ve teased him mercilessly since.  I even asked him if his mangina was okay (it’s a good thing he has a fantastic sense of humour).

This morning when he came home from working graveyards I was teasing him again and his new excuse was “How am I going to have an opinion about something if I don’t watch it”

To that I replied “Who are you debating with, 12 year old girls?”

He threw a pillow at me.

He must be really secure in his manhood.  Normally he watches movies like that or the romantic comedies that I love (I’m a hopeless romantic under this bitchy exterior) with me.  Quite often when we are in the movie theatre I will look over at him and ask “are you crying?!”

To which he always replies “No...sniff”

I love my husband even if he sometimes acts more like a girl than I do!

Okay folks now it’s your turn to tell me if you want me to continue to write these silly blogs...

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