Don’t tell me you’re bored or I’ll let you wash the dishes!
You can now see why we always found some way to entertain ourselves.
Thankfully, now that I’m a grown adult and no longer live with my mom and her inspiring threats, I still have an anti-bored weapon. His name is Dalton Duncan.
Yes, married life often provides me with great (sometimes embarrassing) entertainment. Here are a few of my knight-in-shining-armor’s shining moments:
1) Once, upon finding several adorable mushrooms my husband insisted I take pictures of him pretending to be using an umbrella.
2) Date days often involve some kind of fun, creative plan of his (he really is the more creative one in the bunch). Like the time he sent me on a huge scavenger hunt or that awesome day when we secretly drove to our parent’s homes and gave them a good surprise.
3) Dalton hates getting his picture taken; actually, he hates cameras in general. He thinks they are over-used and take away from the moment … two legitimate reasons. Nevertheless, I insist that we must gather some sort of proof that we are in fact married and having the time of our lives for the Facebook world. So, to accommodate both of our desperate pleas we’ve found a satisfying middle ground. I get to take pictures if A) I tell him first B) he is doing some sort of pose.
Here’s the proof:
4) Scene: Sitting on the couch enjoying a good conversation, Dalton leans over as if to kiss his bride …
Me: *Yelling!* “Dalton, stop sucking on my nose!”
Dalton: “Hehehehehe …”
5) I think Dalton is convinced that whenever a male applies shaving cream to his face his wife also should be covered in like manner.
6) Scene: My mom, Dalton, and I are finishing a nice, meaningful conversation in the dining room. Dalton rises, plays around with his Ipad, and then sits on the floor looking as if he is meaning to do some leg stretches. We look. He stretches out his legs like a grasshopper and rubs them together while his Ipad plays cricket sounds in the background.
7) Upon finding stray turtles on the street Dalton likes to offer bits of lettuce to the newcomer:
8) Scene: Enjoying a conversation with guests in the living room. A momentary silence.
Dalton: “Do you see those two owls on the bookshelf?”
Guests: Nod with interest
Dalton” “I carved those out of the prison soap.” Grins with happy jubilance.
(Dalton has a love for mixing up conversation … he feels that the world spends too of its time talking about normal, empty things and believes that one of his missions in life is to liven and stir people up in good, fun ways. It makes me smile.)
9) On early mornings when Dalton is already up he will very gently carry me to the living room couch, gather my pillow and blanket, snuggle me in and proceeds with his activities. It’s a special, fun, unique way to sleep in. 🙂
10) Scene: Dalton’s mother’s hair salon. Telephone rings. Dalton rises to answer the phone:
Dalton: “Dalton’s House of Ecstasy, Dalton speaking.”
Me: *Face palm and extreme blush* “Dalton!“
I am so thankful for my funny, original man. His extreme, unique personality has often astonished my shy, safe personality … needless to say, I’ve blushed and sputtered more in the last year than in most of my life! But I can say I have been better for it!
What crazy/funny things do your family members do? Or maybe you’re the more original one in the family? I’d love to hear!
p.s: This post was largely inspired by Rachel from The Random Writings of Rachel. I have always found her Angelism posts to be hilarious and realized that, I too, have a few stories to tell. Why don’cha hope on over to her blog … I know you’ll love it!