A Text Conversation.

It's true.

We are officially weirdos.

The other night, I was lying on one couch and husby on the other. I wanted to ask him something, but I didn't want him to say no. So... because I was nervous, I texted him.

While we were in the same room.

Within mere feet of one another.

The conversation lasted a lot longer than I'd expected. I thought he would give me the answer verbally - but much to my surprise...he kept texting, too.

Here's a little insight into our very weird relationship.

I am the green.
He is the white.



(LET ME EXPLAIN the "go take a leek" remark. No my husband isn't a complete psycho. We were watching Rachel Ray and she had enormous leeks on there and she was slicing them as we were texting. He thought he was being clever. And I did laugh out loud.)







FYI - all of this was happening because neither of us wanted to get up to get our debit card and computer. We. Were. Lazy.







There ya have it.

And we usually can't go through a day without saying "bite me", to the other person. It's an inside joke with one of our friends and it makes us laugh so hard.

So, when we try to be mouthy, it usually is with "bite me".

And guess what I ended up with after we put the phones down and decided to act like normal human beings?



That's right. I got my tabouli.

And it was delicious.

Oh, and the piggies he was referring to, were the "Lipstick Pigs in a Blanket" that I made on election night to support my vote.



Does this resemble any VP candidate to you?

And we finally got our hotel booked and our tickets purchased. More on our weekend adventure next week! :)