This is why I adore my boyfriend.
Dec. 27th, 2011 04:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
logansrogueSo, I was putting up Christmas lights for the family party the other day. D was sitting on the couch next to me, waiting to help me if I needed it (I insisted that I didn't).
As I was stringing up the lights, a coil of them got tangled in the white bust of Mozart that sat in the window box that I was decorating. It tipped over into the foam-bottomed window box, amongst the plastic plant, and I couldn't get the coil loose. The coil above started falling out of the hooks. It was infuriating.
"FUCK YOU, MOZART!" I cried. I get the coil loose and continue to hang up the lights. "Bet you never heard anyone say *that* before, huh?" I say to D.
"Yeah. Salieri," replies D.
I cannot tell you how much of a turn-on it is to be going out with a man who is well-versed in classical music history.
As I was stringing up the lights, a coil of them got tangled in the white bust of Mozart that sat in the window box that I was decorating. It tipped over into the foam-bottomed window box, amongst the plastic plant, and I couldn't get the coil loose. The coil above started falling out of the hooks. It was infuriating.
"FUCK YOU, MOZART!" I cried. I get the coil loose and continue to hang up the lights. "Bet you never heard anyone say *that* before, huh?" I say to D.
"Yeah. Salieri," replies D.
I cannot tell you how much of a turn-on it is to be going out with a man who is well-versed in classical music history.
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Date: 2011-12-27 02:48 am (UTC)When the hubby and I were first dating, we started arguing over some current event or other. I stopped and said, "Well, so much for dating you. Guys hate it when I have an opinion."
Hubby said, "I'm sick of dating girls who couldn't find Afghanistan on a map. I think it's sexy that you're smart."
Tomorrow is our twentieth anniversary. :)