Saturday night, V and I just finished a delicious Italian dinner. We were debating about going to Publix to pick up a sweet treat. Lately, we've had our eyes on some delicious cupcakes. I don't mean those puney little ones you see in a package of eight. I mean a REAL cupcake. (We watch one too many food shows - like Cupcake Wars!)
Anywho, so I decide to say I'm not feeling a Red Velvet cupcake that V has been looking at. He then says - "Well, that's what I'm getting...you can get whatever you'd like, babe." And I say - "Oh, I thought we were sharing one..." V- "You and sharing!! I love sharing with you - when there's a lot of food, not when there's something that isn't share-worthy. Half of a cupcake will be one bite for me!"
I don't know where I get it from. V will be munching on something that there is not much quantity of (obviously quality out-weights that!) and I will come up, bat my eye lashes, and ask for a bite. After a "Babe! Really?!" I get my bite and I'm a happy camper. I could do without the 'tude but noooo - I can't have a bite and a nice man...just a bite and a grumpy man who has to share.
We'll be going to the store on a Friday night (yes, we live a very fun and intriguing life...haha!) and getting a snack. V- "Ok, babe, lunch meat for me." Me- "Sounds good!" V- "No, I said I'm getting it for me. What do you want?" Me- "Oh..um..I thought we were getting lunch meat." V- "Here we go again! I'll get extra, then, since you're going to eat it all." (Sometimes, I swear, I wish we had a videographer around...we'd make for a great tv show.)
(Oh and just for the record...V is an exceptional man who I would not be with if he weren't. So before you start saying he's a jerk, etc, etc, he's not. The man just likes me to get my own food and not pick off of his. Growing boy, I guess!)
Relationships...gotta love the quirkness of relationships. After all, they are quite amusing - and at least make for a good blog post. ;)