dinner time

Husband: "So, where do you want to eat?"

Me: "Ummm... I don't know. What are we close to?"

"Van's Pig Stand?"

"Eww."

"Well, you suggest something."

"OH! I want ARBYS. We're right by one, too!"

"No."

[Silence]

Husband: "Well?"

Me: "I don't know. Its your turn to suggest something. I want Arbys, but you turned it down. Thus, you have to make a suggestion."

"Fine. McDONALDS."

"Ummm, no."

"Well, then I guess its your turn, isn't it?"

"Fine. Benvenuti's. [really expensive Italian restaurant where we only go for our wedding anniversaries]

"Jerk. You know that's not a valid suggestion. You're just trying to get out of suggesting. Charlestons?"

"Since we're both wearing shorts and ball caps, I'm gonna say no."

"HA! Your turn again."

"Ummmm.... [glancing out the window] CiCi's pizza? [NOT SERIOUS.]"

"Ok."

"What? NOOOOOOOO!"

"Ha! Gotcha!"

[I'll give you three guesses where we ended up going, but you won't need them. Husband likes to talk big and put up a fight, but he always gives me my way.]

close one

Greg has this feature on his Iphone that lets you check the weather in cities around the world. While we were on vacation last week, we would check the weather in DC, but also at home in Oklahoma and in Spain where Brother Robby is studying right now. We mostly enjoyed the fact that it was 10 degrees cooler in DC than in Oklahoma at any given time. But our glee was abruptly cut short.

"Oh my word."

"What?"

"Oh my word. Do you see that?"

"What?"

"The temperature in Norman on Monday."

"OH MY WORD."

"Yeah, 98 degrees. 98 DEGREES IN NORMAN ON MONDAY."

"Just think, babe, that's about the temperature it was on our wedding day. Doesn't it make you think about our wedding?"

"I don't want to think about it."

"What?! You don't want to THINK about our WEDDING DAY?!"

"No, I meant the weather. The heat."

"Oh, ok."

"Not really. You got me. That was a nice save though, right?"

One of the best Husband quotes ever

Whilst getting dressed one morning...

"Babe, your underwear matches your shirt today."

"Well, sometimes a girl needs a secret to get her through the day."

"I always have a secret that gets me through the day."

"You do? What?"

"That I'm AWESOME."

Jaci, or "the princess" to you

Six weeks from now, our lives will change forever. We'll work out a feeding schedule. We will lose sleep. We will have less spending money. We will be responsible for the well-being of another living thing.

That's right. We're getting a dog.

Because I am me, I started researching puppies a long time ago. Like, two years ago. Before we even got married. I decided on a breed, and spent hours on my laptop researching breeders. Finally, in March, I went to visit a breeder in southwest Oklahoma, and fell in love. It was an immediate and irreversible love. The kind of love that would result in drawing hearts with our entwined initials in my Trapper Keeper.

Yes, I am now one of those women with a small dog that she considers the equivalent of actual human offspring. I promise to never carry her around in one of those bags or take her to the mall with me, but are you seeing this face? Seriously? I couldn't think she was any cuter if I'd created her with my own genetic material. Luckily, I am not alone:

She is going to render him utterly powerless with her cuteness, no? I cannot WAIT for the softie he will become when she is around all the time. It makes me want to have a daughter just so we can gang up on him and bat our eyes until he hands over his wallet FROM THE SHEER FORCE OF OUR CHARMS.

Unfortunately, as I mentioned, we have to wait 6 weeks until we move to bring her home. She is living with the breeder until then and being immensely spoiled, which will be good practice for when she moves in with us. There isn't a treat in the world that face couldn't get me to hand over.