The Couples Quiz. Mawwiage...Stoolen from another blogger, who stole it from Dooce.
What are your middle names?
Mine is Bailey, my mother’s Maiden Name. James’ is Myrl, his father’s name. Almost everyone in our two families has a “family” middle name. Our daughter’s is Kimberly, after my sister Kimberly and so on and so on…I’m hard pressed to come up with anyone in our families who’s middle name wasn’t someone else’s name first.
How long have you been together?
First Date was March 26th 2004, we were married 1 year and 1 week later on April 2nd, 2005.
How long did you know each other before you started dating?
Almost two years I think; we worked together.
Who asked whom out?
Technically he called me to ask me out to dinner and a movie, but he was talked into it by our good friend Zach over the phone, while I was standing right next to him (Zach). So I knew it was coming.
How old are each of you?
He is 32 and I will be 30 next month.
Whose siblings do you see the most?
Both his brothers live with in a 30 mile radius of our home. My sister is a 5 hour drive away *sniff*
Which situation is hardest on you as a couple?
Hmmm, probably finances and career decisions. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, he does but it’s hard to get your own photography business off the ground.
Did you go to the same school?
Nope, not even close. But I fully support the Jayhawks.
Are you from the same home towns?
Nope, he moved to Kansas from Ohio when he was 15, I moved to Missouri from Virginia when I was 15.
Who is smarter?
He is for sure. He still knows 10th grade trigonometry. But I have the longer attention span.
Who is the most sensitive?
Definitely me. I’m a cry baby.
Where do you eat out most as a couple?
Mexican, anywhere chips and salsa is served. Chick Fil-A is a close second.
Where is the furthest the two of you have traveled as a couple?
Cozumel Mexico
Who has the craziest exes?
Who has the only exes...
Who has the worst temper?
Again me, see above for most sensitive. It makes for an interesting combination. He is one kool kat.
Who does the cooking?
We share that duty. He’s the better cook, but I’m the picky eater.
Who is the neat freak?
Mostly me, I like the house to always be picked up. But my definition of picked up and his are vastly different. I just think it needs to look neat on the surface. Closets and under the bed are optional. When he does finally decide he can’t live with crap everywhere he goes OCD on me. Everything has its place. One in one out. Nothing must be out of place. Notice no mention of actually "cleaning". We pay someone to do that crap.
Who is more stubborn?
Again, me. I’m always right and don’t tell me otherwise.
Who hogs the bed?
He does. Unless Lily is in bed with us, in which case, she is all arms and legs. It’s normal for one of us to get whacked in the face with a stray foot.
Who wakes up earlier?
James, when it’s photography season at Lifetouch. Otherwise, Lily likes to wake us up. Who needs an alarm when you have a 2 year old?
Where was your first date?
Dinner at Macaroni Grill and a movie, Anchorman!
Who is more jealous?
I don’t think either of us is. But I am the nosy one.
How long did it take to get serious?
We were engaged after 4 months.
Who eats more?He does.
He just ate a piece of cake and is now in the kitchen getting ice cream.
Who does the laundry?
We both do. I fell down the basement stairs last winter. He does most of the switching and hauling up and down the stairs, I put things away.
Who's better with the computer?
He is. But I rule the cell phones!
Who drives when you are together?
Me, because I complain too much about his driving. I just don’t understand how someone who drives like a grandpa the majority of the time, still has more speeding tickets than me?
Friday, April 24, 2009
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Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Once Bitten
So I said I wasn't going to do it. I told myself I was too old. I'm almost 30 for crying out loud. Then the frenzy started picking up. The Today Show started covering it, doing special interviews and pieces. I couldn't pick up a People Magazine with out seeing something about it. Then the other Mommies started talking about it. "Are we too old?" they would say. But dangit, even after a year of telling myself I wasn't going to cave, and even enduring the movie release and all that frenzy, I did it. That's right folks, I bought a $4.44 copy of Twilight at Sams Club the other day. Actually it was like a month ago. And then I stashed it under my night stand until I was done with the book I was currently reading. Which I took my sweet time reading. I don't think I was totally convinced I was going to read it yet. Then I did. And Oh.My.God. Now I get it. Now I know what all the fuss is about. Now I know why my friend at work was somewhat chagrined when he called his wife one day last week at home and asked her what she had done that day and she defensively said "well I at least got off the couch and brushed my teeth!" (she was in the middle of the 3rd book). I don't really know how long it took me to read that first book. I know I started it sometime last week and finished it by Sunday night. I know that Sunday afternoon, in anticipation of finishing the 1st book I purchased the 2nd. So I finished it Sunday night, watched the movie Monday night, and finished the 2nd book yesterday. Tuesday. 580 pages, read in 2 nights. And now? I'm plotting my trip home to include a stop at Sam's to pick up book number 3. Probably I should just pick up book 4 while I am at it. And this is after telling myself that I would at least wait until Friday to buy it. I can certainly go 2 whole nights with out my Edward fix can't I? (For anyone that has read it, that's why I read New Moon so fast, I needed to find Edward. For the rest of you, I don't want to spoil it, so that's all I am going to say). Seriously. What.Is.Wrong.With.Me? Am I going to have a gaping hole when I finish the 4th book? What will I do to bide my time until New Moon comes out? And I refuse to go to the theater with all the teenagers to see it. I'll just get it on Blu Ray a couple of months later. That I can hold out for.
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