JJ and i went out to dinner on Friday. it was ladies choice. so i chose Sante. a new(ish) restaurant in Spokane. during the day it is a sort of coffee shop attached to a bookstore downtown, and at night it turns into a fabulous little dinner place. i loved it. twas perfect! i had this delicious crepe filled with goat cheese and leeks. and JJ got gnocchi and then we shared the cheese platter. the problem was, and always is when dining with a food-loving man, the portions. THE PORTIONS WERE NOT BIG ENOUGH FOR THE MANLY MAN. we practically almost stopped at taco bell on the way home because he was "STARVING" no, JJ. the people of Haiti are starving. stop being such a drama queen.
anyway, it was the conversation we had AT dinner that was most important. as a couple, we acknowledge the imperfections of our relationship. we are the kind of people who end petty arguments like this: "...WELL GOOGLE IT! THEN WE WILL KNOW WHO IS RIGHT!" now we have a new system. along with google, if we are having a petty argument, one of us will say the "secret word" (which i'm not telling). when the secret word is uttered the arguing must cease and we must give a hug and end it. no buts about it. it's quite like the way i handle arguing betweeen M & S.
but the other night i was whining about the state of JJ's closet. the clutter drives me mad. so we were arguing about the clutter and he uttered the "secret word." so we hugged and ended it. how exciting! it works! the new plan works!
.........except his closet is still cluttered.