Date night number two was a huge success. I really do love Andrew and we really can have fun anywhere. We went to the Portland Art Museum and laughed at all the ugly things and appreciated the ones that were not.
I know I know-art is relative...blah blah blah. I took art history, I get it. I was however, EXTREMELY excited to see Monet and Degas and Picasso and almost all the other greats right here in my home city. Houston only has like one Van Gogh and it's the size of the Mona Lisa...very disappointing. The most shocking part of the evening...as I saw the huge Monet from the other side of the room and immediately recognized his work I walked as close as I could to see the brush strokes. When Andrew stepped next to me he said "I don't like it." I said "that's your right. But regardless of how you feel-it's Monet." "Who's that?"
Yes. Really. hahahahahaha-I married him because he's the man I need, not because he's the gay friend I want.
Then we had chinese food in Chinatown, which is the smallest Chinatown ever, and being completely taken over by the Pearl...but we had loads of fun and then consumed one of those 1.00 bags of fortune cookies and took bets on whether or not the car got broken into. Which it didn't. THEN we went home and watched "Rachael Getting Married" or whatever it is called-great film overall. Very real, but totally awesome. THEN he cuddled with me while I watched TWO HOURS of Grey's Anatomy/Private Practice crossover week 2. It ends next week...which I'm REALLY excited about...
So I love my husband. We have fun together. He really is my best friend. I know this may go away for a while, and it will take hard work to keep-but it is totally worth it.
And just so you know-last week I honestly didn't like him. I didn't like him or want to be around him and questioned why I married him in the first place. Even though he's a saint, and more than any woman could ask for-I really couldn't stand the sight of him. So I highly recommend date night. Once a week where you can go and intentionally spend time together, even if you don't leave the house...which you should. I recommend it so much that I am willing to babysit twice a month for anyone who wants to start a date night. Seriously. When I say anyone I mean Julia and her family, and Rae. I don't know who else would stumble upon this and think I would really watch their chitlens.
So I know that if I can get to the point where I cannot stand the sight of my nearly perfect in every way husband, that everyone else can totally get to the point where they hate their spouses. SO GO ON A DATE!
Loves.
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The books were these Christian historical fiction series called Cheney Duvall, M.D. They were 8 beautiful books (and three in a companion series) about a female doctor post-civil war and her male, ex-pugilist nurse.
Yes, they were cheesy.
But, yes, oh yes, they were absolutely wonderful too.
However, when it takes 8 books for two characters to finally end up together and you read these during some formative years...well, let's just say, I think I make things a little more difficult for myself because of them.
And they almost made me want to become a doctor. But, I can't even watch someone give blood without almost hyperventilating. So, not a career path.
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