My husband and I have been married for twelve years now. We have had our share of pet peeves about each other, but there is one in particular that has me chuckling lately. For years, I have had a problem with the loud buzzer or extremely loud music that awakens my husband in the dark every morning. It probably wouldn't bother me so much if he didn't press the snooze button ten times. Literally. I'm not exaggerating here. Okay, so maybe it's only five, but you get the point. Now, I do have compassion for my husband. I understand it is very difficult to get up in the dark and get ready for a job that you would like to say "shove it" to. You would think I would remember this compassion early in the morning, but when you are as jealous of your sleep as I am, that compassion flies out the window after the third slap of the snooze button. I'm sure my husband's ears are still ringing over the years of complaints coming from the other side of the bed. "Just turn it off!" was my most grumpily mumbled complaint. Lately, though, the alarm clock has had a mind of its own. There were a few times when my husband would open his eyes to the light of dawn, look over at the clock, and freak out. As he rushed into the bathroom, I would pull my big belly out of bed and iron his clothes for him. Hey, I felt sorry for the guy. He would come out of the bathroom and stop dead in his tracks at the sight of me ironing his clothes. It would make me giggle under my breath thinking I am certainly not being so predictable and keeping this man on his toes. Because of these late to work episodes and the faulty alarm clock, my husband found a different source to wake him. The first time I heard "the fairies" I slowly sat up in bed and said, "What in the world is that?!" My husband kept snoozing away and I decided not to let it bother my sleep. A couple days later, I realized it was his cell phone. It wasn't your typical alarm. It sounds like a bunch of fairies gently playing their fairy instruments announcing a new day. I teased him and said, "Your fairies are telling you to wake up, sleepy head." I definitely preferred this to the buzzing of the monster bee, but for some reason, he used the alarm clock this morning. As I was jolted awake, I mumbled, "Where are the fairies? I like the fairies better." I'm sure my husband just loved it when I called it that.
I'm really picky when it comes to romantic movies. I prefer them clean and it's really hard to find those kind of romance movies these days. Nowadays, romantic movies are chock full of butts, boobs, and beds. Just sayin'. I was bored one day and decided to google the top romance movies of all time. You have got to be kidding me. One list had Brokeback Mountain on it. Pulease. I was, in fact, so disgusted by all of the lists that I came across that I decided to make my own. I decided to call it The Top 16 Clean Romance Movies of All Time, well, because I couldn't think of anymore to make it an even top 20. Now, my list might be different from most people. I said I was picky. First, I don't like b***** women. That scratches out a whole pile of popular movies. One of them being Gone With The Wind. Does anyone besides me want to smack that woman? Second, I don't like it when the couple end up in bed together. Uh, I don't really need to know, thankyouverymuch. Th...
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