For Valentine's Day, I spent the iTunes gift card I received for Christmas on some new music and was enjoying listening to my new tunes while making dinner. Scoob and I were both at the kitchen counter when we had the following conversation—he was on his laptop and I was having a glass of wine while dinner cooked:
Scoob: Why are you smiling?
Me: Just feeling chill and happy.
Me: You know, relaxed. Content.
S: Oh. So why aren't you dancing around?
Me: I did. Back when I was feeling energetic and happy.
S: So, I guess porn is out of the question.
*eying dinner in the oven*
(what the hell) I guess we could watch some porn, if that's what
you want to do. What did you have in mind?
S: Or we could look at woodpecker pictures.
Me: *puzzled look/amused chuckle*
S: What do you mean that's going to cost $200?
Me: *laughing seriously hard*
Me: *laughing with tears* You can be so random.
S: Why are you laughing?
Me: Because I love you.
I can't decide whether I know him so well that I understand and can follow his random train of thought, or if he's a comedic genius and understands me well enough to know what makes me laugh. Either way, we're perfectly matched.
Oh, and he gave me jewelry—a couple of bracelet bangles I was admiring last weekend.
I think I'll keep him.