I apologize if you came here thinking this would be a post about how after being married five years, my husband and I go on monthly lovey dovey date nights. To be honest, with two toddlers and no babysitter, the only time we really go on dates is when we’re back home. And we don’t mind that. Watching TV with some wine and the kids in bed is perfectly acceptable evening for us. Instead, this post is about back in the day, before we were married, and I was actually dating my husband. You know.. For a seven whole months before we were married.
To say that I was
bat shit crazy would be an understatement, in my opinion. And actually, I’m pretty sure I still am, but he’s probably grown accustomed to it by now. I’m not exactly certain how I managed managed to trick him in to marriage, but he seems to think it was all his idea. Isn’t he sweet?!
Just to give you guys an idea, here are some of the crazy things I used to do while dating my husband. He probably has no idea that half of these things ever happened, but surprise! They did.
- If we ever happened to spend the night together, I always woke up early to go put some makeup on. I wouldn’t go crazy or anything, just some foundation and mascara, to make it look like I woke up looking beautiful. He’s lucky if I wear makeup at all these days. It’s mostly for special occasions.
- This man has the ability to fall asleep standing up. In college, he lived on campus in a fraternity house which made it all too convenient for him to sleep all the damn time. There would be nights where we had plans, yet I’d get stood up, because sleeping beauty would be passed out in his room. On these nights, I’d drive by just to double check that cars were still in parking lots.
- Anytime we were in the car and a Taylor Swift song came on, I’d turn it up all the way. This was back when Taylor Swift’s music actually felt like it applied to my life. You know, You Belong With Me and Love Story… Just for a special added touch, I’d sing certain lyrics extra loud as a sort of hint.
- Once we found out that he had orders to Fort Lewis, I whined a whole lot about how I was going to miss my boyfriend sooooo much. Miami to Tacoma, Washington, is literally across the entire country. I’m pretty sure that was the cherry on top. While I would have missed him tons, I’m fairly confident we would have been just fine. My mom works for an airline, so I got to fly for free all the time, which I took advantage of quite frequently while he was in BOLC.
Now I know I’m not the only crazy out there. Did anyone else do these sort of things?
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