How long have you been together? We started dating in ‘04.  Got married in ‘06. 

How long did you date? Crap.  I totally blew my wad on the last answer.  On the upshot, I got to say “blew my wad”.  SCORE.

How old is he? 35. (I think?)

Who eats more? .. sadly, I do.  I am a member of the Clean Plate Club.  As if my ass didn’t give that membership away.

Who said ‘i love you’ first? Admittedly, I don’t remember it happening, but I AM sure it was him.  I don’t think he really meant it until he had sewn some other oats.. but he said it first, initially.

Who is taller? He is.

Who is smarter? I don’t have a good answer here.  We’re both well versed in our own individual subjects.  He knows biology and chemistry and other y’s that I detest.  I handle words and confrontations. (more…)

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what I could easily be convinced to do as a full-time profession.  Who wants to hire me?

Argh.

Yesterday, on VALENTINE’S DAY OF ALL DAYS, our entire program came to a screeching halt because of a sudden hitch.  So we’ve been in survival mode since yesterday morning, and I’ve been running around like a chicken with my head cut off.

I quite literally picked up my child, drove home, changed his diaper, and then headed to the theatre for our Valentine’s Day dinner theatre. (Wanna know what just screams “love-and-rainbows-and-sunshine”?  A musical about divorce.  Our poor audience.)

I will say that, blissfully, our director brought in a massage therapist for us all to receive chair massages.  Which was so wonderful, really.  Perfect.

And it was still a great show.  Our audience was just obviously blindsided.  Rodgers and Hammerstein, it ain’t. (more…)