I still owe a race report on my first tri of the year this past weekend but I'm holding out to see if there were any good race photos. In the meantime...
With our 5-year wedding anniversary coming up fast, I was reminded yesterday why Jeff and I are a good fit for each other. Our (rare) fights are so stupid that we can't take ourselves seriously when we have them and end up laughing more than anything else.
We're planning to host a BBQ on Memorial Day and so we've been going back and forth over what food to order (because we're not really up for cooking for a large crowd lately, as busy as we've both been). I suggested a particular bulk-family pack deal at a local BBQ place and insisted that buying a few of those would be enough food and in fact more than the catering menu item Jeff wanted to order which would cost twice as much. My parents have ordered this family pack before and it's fed 8 or 9 of us at once. Jeff insisted it wasn't enough, that my family doesn't eat a lot, that I probably don't remember the actual size accurately (gasp!), that the website says it feeds four (bullshit!). I was annoyed that he wouldn't believe me - and a little tired from my workday - and said something like "I don't even want to fucking talk to you anymore!" put the beardies on leash and took them for their evening walk.
When I got back, Jeff was out walking Puck, so I took the opportunity to grab my car keys and cellphone and head straight to the BBQ restaurant to pick up one of those family packs. 20 minutes later I was back home with a huge bag of food which I tossed on the counter and said "Here's your fucking dinner, asshole." Right as he handed me the list he'd made up of what he wanted to order for the party and it had my item instead of his on it.
Dinner ended with the words "You were right, I was wrong. It's a lot of food and it feeds way more than 4 people." And both of us cracking up at each other.
Thank goodness I'm married to someone who gets me or Ironman training would cause damage around here!
thanks for the laugh. this was awesome!!!!
unfortunately, when you have two starving IM in training…. these dumb arguments usually end in silence cause we are both too tired to even figure who was being more ridiculous….
Love it. I wish we argued as well as you two do!
Love it! I wish we argued as well as you two do!
Nothing says luv like a phucking fight over fuckimg BBQ. I hope the make up sex was good :-)
did you slather yourself in bbq sauce?
DId you slather yourself in bbq sauce?
Hilarious! Next time I'll try throwing BBQ on the table because I used the silent treatment and waited 2 entire days for an apology! Clearly, BBQ is way more effective at getting your way!
Oh gosh you know rich and i sometimes get into dumb stuff like that too and its always when we are TIRED! Then we give each other the slient treatment and then we laugh. Yup yup.
Love it!! You are lucky to have found a man who admits when he is wrong.. very rare! ;)
Glad you understand and love each other so much. Have a great Memorial Day.
Good and honest update. You wanna know what Lisa and I argue most about??? Lazy fricken people who live here. She is nice, and I am a jerk.
Here is a little secret too, and Lisa knows this. I would not let my brother, who is now dead move in with us, so i will not let lazy Hailey... Lisa's daughter and her loser non job having (baby having) boyfriend live here.
Where do these people come from??
Ha ha! Very good and very honest!
Hilarious. :) There is an art to good arguing.
This cracked me up. Nick told me he read it and said, "I hope we never talk like that." A few minutes later during our spin workout, we were bickering over our interpretation of the instructed workout and I yelled, "Ok, you're right, asshole" And he said, "that's right, bitch!" :)
LOL! That needs to be on film!
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