Before we get to our honeymoon recap, I just had to tell you about the huge misunderstanding Mike and I had Friday. It was one of those situations that started with both of us being ticked off and ended with us laughing hysterically.
First, you have to know that this huge fly has been harassing us constantly for days. You also need to know that I may have referred to it as an asshat a couple of times. There were times I could swear he could understand us and was taunting us on purpose. On Thursday night we couldn't take it anymore so we trapped him in our bedroom and teamed up trying to kill the little jerk. He would go from one side of the room to the other, literally flying in circles around our heads as we swung pillows and paperback books at him wildly. I'm pretty sure he's some kind of super-breed, because they don't make flies that fast in Alabama.
Eventually we gave up and I told Mike that I would spend the entire week he was gone hunting down the AH if it was the last thing I did. Naturally, I killed him just hours after Mike left on Friday morning and took a photo of my kill to send Mike as proof. Here's the sequence of events:
I killed the fly.
I sent Mike a picture of the fly with a text that said "RIP ASSHAT"
I realized Mike took the Playstation with him and I couldn't watch Hulu, Netflix, or DVDs all week.
I sent Mike an angry text about the Playstation.
Meanwhile, Mike's phone was off while he was flying and once he turned it on, the texts got a little jumbled. So basically he saw the text about the Playstation and the RIP ASSHAT text and thought that I was so mad about being limited to Direct TV that I not only insulted him, but actively wished death upon him and/or threatened to kill him. He was obviously a little confused by my apparent overreaction.
He immediately called me but I ignored it (because I really was a little upset about the Playstation after all), which only made him angrier. He texted me and eventually I realized what he thought I said to him and laughed so hard, I forgot I was even mad in the first place and called him so we could laugh about it together.
And that's the story of how we found a new pet name for each other.