So, the Bruins are in the playoffs. My fiance is a HUGE Bruins fan. I’ve mentioned in previous blog entries that the outcome of a Bruins game totally makes or breaks Tom’s mood. Currently, they are playing the Montreal Canadiens, and Tom DESPISES that team. When the Bruins lose to the Canadiens, it’s equal to someone ripping Tom’s heart out of his chest and eating it in front of him. The Bruins lost the first two games, both of which Tom watched out in the living room. He superstitiously decided to watch the third game in the bedroom, which they won, so last night, he HAD to watch it in the bedroom. They weren’t doing so well in the beginning. Usually, I avoid looking at/talking to Tom when his team is losing. It’s just not worth the possibility of dying. But last night, when I began to hear guttural noises (much like the sound a dying cow would make) coming from the bedroom after the Canadiens took a 1-0 lead, I decided to try something a little different. Continue reading Good Things: Discovering the Key to Playoff Happiness
I have so many Good Things to say about living with a boy that it might have to be a two-parter.
This week, I noticed something strange. I hadn’t picked up any clothes off the floor in a while. Like…since Tuesday. It was obvious that Tom had actually read Bad Things: Living With a Boy (he doesn’t usually read my blog) and had taken it to heart, and was trying to be better about it, and it gave me the warm fuzzies, so I wrote him a little note. We don’t usually do that. We’re not a note-leaving couple. I wrote: Continue reading Good Things: Living With a Boy
I’m at a stage in my life where a good portion of my girlfriends are either living with their significant others, or they are thinking about living with their significant others. I live with a boy. Have for some time. We are engaged. I like him a lot. See? And to be honest with you, living with a boy is really awesome, and I don’t have many Bad Things to say about it. It does however come with a few, small downsides. And I’m doing a Good Things: Living With a Boy on Friday, so relax. Continue reading Bad Things: Living With a Boy