We headed up to bed earlier than normal on our day off yesterday. Sometimes it's just nice to take a random day off and catch up on random shit in life or in our case spend the day riding bikes and making homemade hummus and calzones (not to be eaten together). I had lost interest in whatever terrible 80's flick MSMF put onto the TV and rolled over to face him in bed. Thinking I wanted to tuck in, he asked if I wanted him to turn it off. Thinking it couldn't be that late to myself I said, "I don't think it's that late. We don't have to go to bed." Eyes slightly protruding from my response MSMF excitedly says,"OH...you want to fornicate?" I laughed so hard for about the next 5 minutes that my eyes watered and my abs burned. Who uses the word "fornicate" anymore? It certainly isn't the sexiest of sexy time words. But where do you get the intention to bone down from your partner saying it's not late and that we don't need to go to bed? It's there, loosely I guess. With a very heavy hand of inference.
MSMF's patience for my laughing didn't last the 5 minutes it took me to get my composure back, so he started up some other terrible 80's movie he could stream for free on Amazon Prime. These selections are always real winners. Frankly, I don't even know how these movies are made let alone why, WHY they would even be made available to people to watch? Nobody wants to watch these trash bin movies! Stripped to Kill owned up to its name and only lasted about 10 minutes. Between the violence and constant stripping (4 pairs of tits and counting) I was over it. MSMF turned the movie off but I could tell my hearty laughing earlier had made him feel bad; the shitty movie was just a distraction. I encouraged him to turn the movie back on but he rolled over instead.
Me: "Babe, what's wrong?"
MSMF: "Nothing."
Me: "Honey?"
MSMF: *pause* "I just feel silly sometimes. Like I say stupid shit."
Me: "We both say stupid shit. Come on."
MSMF: *rolls over to face me* "No you don't. Not as often as I do."
Me: "It probably just feels that way because I write about it. I'm not picking on you, I promise. I say stupid shit all the time and I've posted about it."
MSMF: "Mmmhhh."
Me: "You're amazing. You make me so happy. I love that we laugh and say silly shit!"
MSMF: *staring at me, looking unconvinced*
Me: "Babe, we can put the movie back on. I don't mind."
MSMF: "Mmmhhh."
Me: *frustrated I switch back to my trusted bone to pick; for another post, trust me*
"Well at least I haven't threatened to leave you."
MSMF: "Baby. I'm never leaving you. You're the best girlfriend ever."
Me: "Mmmhhh. That's not saying much."
MSMF: "I don't think any of those other beavers want to watch stripper vendetta movies."
Me: "Beavers? Stripper vendetta movies?" *dying uncontrollably of laughter again*
Even now I'm dying laughing.
We all say silly shit. Some days one person says more ridiculous things than the other. Just when I thought the evening couldn't get any silly-er with the fornication bit, MSMF goes and pulls the beaver/stripper vendetta one liner. He says silly shit that can be considered either grammatically hipster or downright vintage...or dinosaur. MSMF has his own unique way of expressing himself and being who he is. He says silly shit, like I do.
And I love him for it.
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