Monday, December 28, 2009

Why I'm Going to Get to Watch Whatever I Want Tomorrow

This afternoon while I was finishing up work, I wanted to watch the episode of Keeping Up with the Kardashians that I DVR'd last night. Mark, who is home for three weeks until his next semester starts, was all "NO WAY, we are not watching that, watch it on your own time." Which I can understand because I am a wonderful fiancée like that.

However I had a brief flash of what it must be like for moms when their children are home for Christmas and summer break.

Anyways, tonight I came into the living room and Mark was watching Rambo 27 or some number like that. "Mark do we have to watch this?"

"Babe, its a classic!" he says. I rolled my eyes, but kept my mouth shut because I am a wonderful fiancée like that. After I was bored 5 minutes later, I went and worked out for an hour. When I came home a movie called Soldier was on. A movie that I had neither seen nor heard of ever.

I sat down on the couch and said "Seriously, Mark can we please change the channel?"

"Babe, this is the movie where I learned all my moves! We can't change the channel!"

Moves? What moves? In all fairness, perhaps some of them were employed when Mark was in Iraq. But I personally have never been privileged to see these "moves." Or perhaps we are just never in the right setting for these "moves" to be employed. However there are a lot of snakes in this movie, and the main character likes to kill them by hand. This, Mark is not allowed to claim as a move in his repertoire that he learned in this movie, because I'm sure the main character would not have taught Mark to jump 10 feet in the air and then dance like a little kid who has to pee, like he did that one time when we were backpacking that in the Smokies.

Not that I wouldn't have done the thing if I nearly stepped on a giant snake. I'm just saying clearly Mark wasn't watching the moves in this movie close enough.

Anyways, I'm just sitting here, minding my own business twittering, facebooking and blogging away, ignoring whatever is going on in the movie and every 5 minutes Mark is all "Babe, look at this part!" or "You gotta watch this it's awesome."

Which, for the record, I would never had done to him if we had watched Keeping Up with the Kardashians.

But I'm keeping my mouth shut because-- you guessed it-- I'm a wonderful fiancée like that.

And because tomorrow I will use the examples of me lovingly watching Rambo and Soldier with him as leverage to watch whatever I freaking want.


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