I have the best,
most fun and spontaneous husband. This actually happened two summers ago...
Over the weekend I
went to a wedding two states away. Naturally, Brett was my date, so we
road-tripped together. Which is awesome. We make great travel-companions.
We took off from his
place, for a 5-6 hour drive, and about a half-hour down the road, his phone
rings. Not a number he recognized, but his same area code and prefix, so he
answered. This is what I heard:
Brett: Hey!
…
Okay. Bring your
X-Box.
…
Just bring it.
…
See you when you get
here!
Hearing this, I
figured it had something to do with some plans he must have for the next week,
after our return. I asked – as anyone
would - “who was it?”
Brett: No idea. It
was a wrong number.
Me(disbelieving):
…?!? No way! What was that about the X-box?
Brett: I dunno…
Some guy was calling his buddy (not Brett)
to say he was running about 20 minutes late. My fun, spontaneous,
thinks-on-his-feet then-boyfriend threw out the X-Box thing, guessing that he
sounded the right age to have one, and he was right! So when the guy asked why,
Brett didn’t elaborate: “Just bring it”.
I was randomly
giggling all weekend thinking about this guy showing up at a friend’s house
with his X-Box, and the friend not having a clue why. Can you imagine?
The other
spontaneous thing that ended up cracking me up for a while was The Cheese Shop.
Monty Python fans may be familiar with this…
On the return
trip from the wedding, when we stopped for lunch we noticed a "ONE STOP CHEESE SHOP" across the interchange. (I've lost the picture by now.)
I thought, how
many stops does it usually take for a person to buy cheese? so we decided we
better check it out. (If you follow Brett on Vine, you saw his video of the
place.)
We went in and saw a
college-age girl behind the counter.
“How many kinds of
cheese do you have?”
“Umm...”
Yeah. 7 kinds, and
not much of any of them. I noticed a sign further back advertising cheese
curds. I like cheese curds, but hardly ever get them, so I exclaimed, “Oh!
Cheese Curds!”
Before I could even
walk back there, I heard the girl call from the office:
“We’re all out!”
It cracked us both
up.
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