Today started out great.
Woke up, found Honey Lips at his usual spot - in front of his desktop, Facebooking -, greeted him with a "Good morning!". Usually, he comes to wake me up but I got up early today.
Had breakfast. Toasts and tea. Cleaned whatever needed to be clean. Then we sat down in front of the TV.
"What are you cooking for lunch today?", he asked me.
"What are YOU cooking for me today? It's Mother's Day. I'm supposed to be doing nothing at all today. You're supposed to treat me like a princess today", I demanded.
Well I'm not a mother. Miscarried twice. But still, he wished me Happy Mother's Day! He might as well treat me like a queen today! Right?
Silence.
We turned our attention back to the TV. Minutes later,
"You put the chicken out to defrost. What are you making for lunch?", he broke the silence.
"I'm not cooking", I mutinously repeated.
And then the fight started. (I don't exactly remember how (or why) it all began but it sure as hell did.)
FYI
In my relationship there are two types of fights. The one where we throw stuff (not at each other) to show how angry we are and the one where we add insult to injury. There used to be three types of fights - throwing stuff, trading insults and the silent treatment. After we moved in together, it was mostly the fuck-you-type of arguments, with the occasional breaking of inanimate objects thrown in for good measure. Fuck schmuck! The latter proved to be an expensive 'hobby'! So it was back to exploring the English Language. Until today.
The cold shoulder bitch is back. Honey Lips finally made his way to the kitchen, cooked us a meal, served himself (when we fight I don't feed him so that's his revenge), and totally ignoring me. He went back to his desktop and started playing love songs. The lamenting-type of love songs! (Thank you YouTube!)
So I grabbed my laptop too and opened up Facebook. My newsfeed shows that he dedicated a song to me - Lost in your eyes by Debbie Gibson. In return, I sent him the song Perfect by Hedley. The message is in the chorus.
And guess what? We're still not talking to each other!
Crap!
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12 comments:
You're fighting by sending each other love songs? That's kind of cute!
You just have the most interesting married life ever! Happy Mother's Day Johana. ☺
You two are really weird,lol.
I still love Deborah (as she's now known) Gibson.
Happy Mom's Day sweetie. I know you guys will start talking to each other again. Who knows, maybe by this time you guys are probably giving each other a sensual massage?! =)
Haha. My husband dearest and I haven't reached the point where we throw things at each other, yet.
Also, HM Day =)
So cute, I like this anecdote :)
lol... just give the man a kiss, will ya?
I know the situation isn't funny at all, but I picture it like a scene out of a romantic comedy. I think you definitely should be treated like a queen on Mothers Day.
Oh, so you got in a fight on Mother's Day TOO? (Check mine out over at my place... you'll laugh, it's a doosie!) Thank God I'm not the only one with an imperfect relationship; and it's always the stupidest fights that are the worst, too, because they're just so annoying!
You guys are really complicated, but quite similar, it seems, hehe. Somehow you always sort things out in the end, right? How come the Facebook videos didn't help? Maybe you picked the wrong song, hehe.
I agree-while it must be totally annoying-there is something sort of cute about the musical fighting. Especially because Deborah, (Debbie in my heart) made an appearance. I'm with you on the stubbornness, I get exactly the same way.
Awwwww that actually sounds like a scene from some romantic comedy movie. Cute cute! Shows how much you guys love each other!!
I dont know I can't fight, its like when im angry over something or when im extremely upset I just can't talk. No matter how bad I try. And thats what pisses my husband THE MOST :/
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