{That one time} Chris tried to pick up the remote with his butt

This is a story about how I married the most incredible man in the world. It’s called:



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And it goes a little something like this:

Nobody likes Mondays. This past Monday however, wasn’t especially bad. I went to work and school knowing that I didn’t really have anything to do and in a couple days I would be on Thanksgiving break. Looking forward to the free time I would have in the next couple days, and the stress I wouldn’t have, I was able to actually enjoy my Monday. I headed home from work at around 5pm to get started on dinner. I stopped by City Market to drop off our latest Redbox and pick up a new one. (My choice this time.) After standing in the cold for 10 minutes I narrowed it down to ‘Just Go With It’. I hadn’t even seen the previews but the synopsis sounded funny and it had Adam Sandler and Jennifer Anniston, both of whom I like, so I went for it.

At home I tossed the movie on the table/Chris’ desk since we no longer actually have a table, and went to the kitchen to start cooking turkey for our turkey tacos.

“I got a movie that you may or may not like,” I said as I walked in.

“I already know, you got a girl movie.”

“Just look up the trailer, it’s called just go with it.”

“I know what it’s called: Girl Movie, I’m looking it up right now.”

Chris thinks he’s soOOoo clever. But it did make me giggle a little bit. Check out the trailer he watched:

“It’s a romantic comedy,” Chris reiterates.

As if I needed any convincing since I was the one who picked out the movie. Back to the kitchen.

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Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling

It was more than just a story for me. It was my home away from home; my escape. The letter I was waiting to get from the owl I was sure to meet. It was the possibility that I was more than just me.

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I remember the first time I read a Harry Potter book. I was about 8 I think. Dad had driven me all the way to the Dr’s office, an endless drive for an 8 year old. I remember I was young because I was still sitting in the back seat of the car. Then again I’ve always been short so I sat in the back seat for a long time. Anyway, we took care of everything we needed to, we got in the car to head back home and Dad stopped at a gas station on the way out. Me, being the impatient person that I am, could not bear to sit and wait the 5-8 minutes it would take to fill up the car with gas. So I looked around to find something to occupy my time with. And that’s when I saw it, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. I specifically remember studying the cover of the book for a while before finally deciding it was worth my time to open. The rest is history.

I found myself waiting for my 11th birthday when I would inevitably get an invitation to a secret school.

When my birthday came and went, my imagination filled in the holes. I carefully read every book and became good friends with Ron, Harry and Hermione (In my head I pronounced it Her-me-own-ee). I remember waiting in line for one of the books to come out so we could buy our family copy.I remember that each book got exponentially better. I remember that when I read the 4th book I got half way through and took a 3-4 month break before picking it up again.

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