Y esterday I met a girl at a home improvement center and we struck up a conversation. Yes, it was random (not to worry mom, I don't normally talk to strangers), but she was sweet and as we waited in line, she asked how I met JD. He was ambling behind us talking to himself about wood floors, shower heads, and shelves...leave him alone with his thoughts and he'll go HGTV in 2.5 seconds.
We met in high school, I said. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and I responded by telling her I still really like him. Like, I'd still write him a love letter in a spiral-bound note book and scribble his initials on my backpack.
It was then when I realized she'd been watching us. When JD reached for the top shelf German shower head, I scoured the bargain bin...when he asked about cedar wood, I inquired about the merits of bamboo. Or matchsticks. WOOD IS WOOD, RIGHT?
I explained to the girl standing next to me that my husband and I are as different as night and day, but somehow our love sits squarely in the afternoon. Even if it requires splurging on a German shower head or laying a matchstick floor.
This leads me to another installment of Friday Randomness... |
