Comments over Dinner

So, the other night, Organic Guy and I decided to go out to eat at a new place near our house. It's an Asian-fusion sorta place, and the food was really yummy. I hadn't had duck too often before, but if it's sliced and marinated and glazed with all kinds of Asian spice goodness, I'd have it daily if I could!

But that's not what I wanted to talk about. I want to tell you about how crazy my new hubby is.

It was a hot day...even for North Carolina. We'd spent the day searching for a new sofa, because our old one (it's a 17 year old metal frame futon) has developed a list. It's not quite 45 degrees yet, but it's close. I have visions of sitting down to watch a movie, and having the darned thing collapse. We were somewhat desperate for something we could get in no more than 10 days, and this was our first major purchase together. If you haven't tried buying furniture with someone, be sure you care deeply about them before you do. It should be one of those tests couples have to pass to get a marriage license. The license should have a list of things that must be done together before a couple can marry. Items that need to be included are:

1. Purchase furniture together (because if one of you wants leather, nail studded stuff, and the other wants soft, cuddly, and something you can lay down all the way on, it's going to be a challenge).

2. House train an animal together. No, this doesn't tell you anything about whether you can raise a kid together, but it might give you an idea...

3. Suffer a potentially catastrophic illness of a family member (Organic Guy and I went through that one...you really see more about a person's character during such a time than dating for years without ever having this happen).

4. Vacation together and have something go really really wrong. Again, character shines through (and ask me some time about when we were rear-ended leaving Bonnaroo, and the trailer with all our coolers and camping gear was nearly totaled...).

5-whatever...give me your suggestions!

So, needless to say, we were tired, hot, and ready to relax when we sat down to eat. The friendly young waitress comes to our table and asked what we want to drink, even before we opened the menus. I asked for water with a slice of lemon, not being sure what I really wanted yet. Organic Guy asked for water, too. Out came two waters, both with a lemon slice perched on the rim. I squeezed the lemon, and dropped it into the water. Organic Guy asked if I wanted his, too, as he doesn't like lemon in water.

"Sure!" I chirped. "I like my water a little tart!"

He handed over the lemon slice, and looked at me, and grinned. "That's cool," Organic Guy replied. "I like my tarts a little wet!"

God, I love this guy!