Reality Bites
Oct. 22nd, 2003 02:39 pmSo last night, the kids are asleep, Chris and I are in bed, the lights are out except for one very romantic beeswax candle, we're cuddled together, everything looks like this entry will be rated NC17, right?
Nope. So Chris and I are cuddled together and I mention that I have a stomachache. So he very kindly starts to rub my belly, asks me where the pain is, and then tells me, "It's probably an umbilical cyst."
"A what?"
"An umbilical cyst." And he goes on to describe what they are and how they form (and I'm thinking he's pulling my leg, but he looks very serious) and then he finishes up by telling me, "Don't worry though. They're benign. It'll hurt for a while, and then it'll pop and you'll feel fine. And when it pops, it makes a sound like this:" and he makes a very soft popping sound with his lips - you know the sound of a drop of water falling into a bucket on a cartoon? Like that.
So I start to giggle, because he almost had me going there (no, there's no such thing as an umbilical cyst) and try to imitate the sound. And then both of us are making this little popping sound.
And then Chris says, "See, this is why I would hate to be in one of those reality shows. Can you imagine that? People tuning in to watch our lives, they see us getting into bed and turning out the lights, they get all ready to listen to some serious shagging... and instead we give them this little popping sound. And they're all thinking, 'What? What the hell is that? What the hell are they doing?' And then all the ones that aren't married decide they'll never get married, if marriage means you just waste your time making little popping sounds and laughing like a couple of idiots."
Nope. So Chris and I are cuddled together and I mention that I have a stomachache. So he very kindly starts to rub my belly, asks me where the pain is, and then tells me, "It's probably an umbilical cyst."
"A what?"
"An umbilical cyst." And he goes on to describe what they are and how they form (and I'm thinking he's pulling my leg, but he looks very serious) and then he finishes up by telling me, "Don't worry though. They're benign. It'll hurt for a while, and then it'll pop and you'll feel fine. And when it pops, it makes a sound like this:" and he makes a very soft popping sound with his lips - you know the sound of a drop of water falling into a bucket on a cartoon? Like that.
So I start to giggle, because he almost had me going there (no, there's no such thing as an umbilical cyst) and try to imitate the sound. And then both of us are making this little popping sound.
And then Chris says, "See, this is why I would hate to be in one of those reality shows. Can you imagine that? People tuning in to watch our lives, they see us getting into bed and turning out the lights, they get all ready to listen to some serious shagging... and instead we give them this little popping sound. And they're all thinking, 'What? What the hell is that? What the hell are they doing?' And then all the ones that aren't married decide they'll never get married, if marriage means you just waste your time making little popping sounds and laughing like a couple of idiots."
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Date: 2003-10-22 11:59 am (UTC)-H
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Date: 2003-10-22 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-24 05:06 pm (UTC)-H
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Date: 2003-10-25 06:35 am (UTC):) Yeah. We were only together 2.5 years before we got married, but we'd already been living together two years. Our wedding was more a celebration of something that already existed, rather than "creating a new union".
Still, it was nice to have that celebration :)
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Date: 2003-10-22 04:00 pm (UTC)Awwwww
Date: 2003-10-22 04:31 pm (UTC)But married life is infinitely sillier than romances show, and isn't that a wonderful thing?! We go through phases. Some of them are silly, some are weird, and some are boring. Right now we're between phases, waiting for the extended Two Towers to come out. Then that will be our phase for a while. We'll probably make all sorts of jokes about 'the precious'. But then again, we're dorks.
Sarah
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Date: 2003-10-22 07:32 pm (UTC)Aawww... but you're my kind of dorks :)