Example that CB completely gets me.
CB: “I have good news to brighten your week.”
Me: “Oooh what is it?”
CB: “It’s supposed to snow 3-7 inches tomorrow.”
Me, skeptical: “Wait…like, real snow or that stupid winter-y mix stuff that actually is just really aggressive rain?”
CB: “No! No winter-y mix, complete snow!”
Me: “Oh my God I’m so happy.” And then I high fived him.
CB: “I knew you’d like that. Crazy woman.”
Last night we were sitting in the dark, lit only by the lights on our Christmas tree. We were both looking up at it when I admired the glitter bulbs we have scattered throughout.
Me: “I love our glitter bulbs.”
CB: “Yes you do.”
Me: “Did you ever think you’d have a tree with glitter bulbs on it?”
CB: “Not in a million years. If you’d told me back in college that I’d spend my future Christmases with a tree decorated with glitter bulbs, I’d tell you you were crazy.”
Me: “Yeah, I would imagine 22 year old CB wouldn’t picture this future.”
CB: “I mean, maybe if you also told me that Pamela Anderson was decorating my tree with glitter bulbs I’d be like ‘yeah, ok, that works.’”
Me: “A big Pamela Anderson fan, are you?”
CB: “She had her moment.”
Me: “So basically what you’re saying is that I’m like your real life Pamela Anderson.”
CB: “Something like that.”
Me: “I should’ve worn a red bathing suit and run around the apartment in slow motion while I decorated this weekend.”
CB: “I would’ve videotaped it and put it on my own blog.”
Me: “What would your blog be called?”
CB: “My Sparkle Christmas Tree Decorated by Pamela Anderson.”
Me: “That’s a terrible name for a blog.”
CB: “But it paints a picture.”
Me: “That it does.”
So, I texted CB a picture of a store I walked by and said "How have I lived here 12 years and have never seen this place?" He wrote me back and I said that it was my long lost house.
And then, inexplicably, the entire text chain went blank!
Happy Wednesday, everyone!