When we first started dating, Josh told me he was not a card and flowers kind of guy. I laughed and said that was fine, because I would just take his wallet and buy myself something.
It turned out he kind of became a card and flowers kind of guy. Not every time, but more often than not!
However, we had quite a hilarious Valentine’s Day once. Retroactively speaking, of course. I decided to get him a little tray I found that would go on the side of the couch and sit in front of him, so he didn’t have to balance a tray on his knees.
It wasn’t great quality. But I liked the idea of it and thought he would too. I was wrong. Not only did he not like it, but if you want to get an idea what his personality was like, and therefore, understand why his kids have the personalities they have, this was his reaction:
“What the fuck is that supposed to be!?”
I can’t remember what else he said, because I was busy taking the gift, the chocolates, and the balloon and trying to stuff the helium filled balloon into the trashcan so that it would stay.
No this was not one of the only two times he apologized to me in his life. Or probably to anyone. Those are stories for another day. But this was definitely a prize-winning moment in our relationship.
Similar to when he wanted some cash and we didn’t have any, so he asked what happened to the money. I got out the check register to tell him where the bills have been paid and he told me not to play number games with him.
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I asked if I was supposed to explain using the alphabet, because I was unsure how I could explain where money goes without using numbers. He was not amused. oddly, I was. Which didn’t go over very well.
But it sure makes a funny story now! I’m sure he’s laughing from heaven. ♥️
Life, Love, and Letting Go 