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Sunday in the Bahamas
Sitting on the beach with my kindle…
Me (without lifting my eyes from the screen): “You know, I have to say, I really didn’t like this book at first, but it’s taken an interesting turn and now it’s actually getting pretty good.”
Eric: <No response. Because, unbeknownst to me, he had gotten up and gone to the Tiki bar to watch football.>
Hell
Me: “If I die and go to hell, I imagine that my hell would be me eternally trying to spread hard, cold butter on a giant waffle.”
Eric: “My hell would be having to watch and listen to you doing that.”
What is Love?
(part of the What is Love series)
Love means taking a long, contemplative, extremely thoughtful pause and really considering the question, rather than just frivolously answering “Never!” when he asks “So when do you think you’ll get tired of me?”
I’m still thinking.
Signs You’re Staying at a World Class Resort
Here’s some wall art from our hotel room:
We tried to fix it. But it’s literally bolted into the wall this way.
Do we complain to management? There’s got to be a discount for idiocy.
Although in fairness, it took us over 36 hours to notice this. And it’s the only piece of art in the room.
This might be an idiocy draw.
A for half-effort, Bahamas Starbucks
Barista: “And what’s your name for the order?”
Me: “Emily.”
Barista: “With two L’s or three?”
Me (pause): “Only two.”
That’s what I meant
Eric: “Am I tan?”
Me(assessing): “Your face got tan. Not your belly, though.”
Eric: “You mean my abs?”
Oh.
Yeah…
The barista made the grave mistake of asking Eric his name
Romance, Part 3
We accidentally only brought one phone charger on this trip.
Let the relationship test begin….
Now.
What Today Is
Me (looking at Eric romantically minutes after landing in the Bahamas): “Hey, do you know what today is?”
Eric (excitedly): “Christmas Eve!”
10 second silence…
Eric: “Oh! And our 9 month anniversary! Wow, 9 months! Three quarters of a year!”
It’s our 8 month anniversary.
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