Being Bugged.

Brian and I often play the "who knows who best" game. I'm pretty sure that most married couples know which game I'm talking about, right?! Or are we just so alone here in OKC that we make up completely pointless games just to help keep each other entertained?! Basically, you simply ask each other questions and wait to see if they know you well enough to say the correct answer. Like...what's my favorite color? Food? Dream car? Dream vacation? Restaurant? Drink? We even ask, what do I usually order at __________ (insert name of restaurant here)? I even like to ask Brian what size of clothing I wear...and I secretly do this as a constant reminder just in case he wanted to sneak to the mall and buy me something...you know, just because! He knows my jean size. Ring size. And most importantly, my shoe size!

Thanks to a topic that was brought up on "Here Come the Newlyweds", last night's theme was a bit different. And without thinking or caring about the repercussions of bringing up such a topic, we asked each other what bugged us the most about the other. Our answers turned out to be rather trivial and flippant (I like that word...flippant- meaning playful, giddy, or lighthearted). Anyway. It took me a minute to think of something...but then, a few different things came to mind. It drives me crazy how Brian leaves his clothes by the side of the bed and why on earth does he find it necessary to take his socks off by turning them completely inside out?! Why is he NEVER satisfied with his current vehicle and is ALWAYS looking for something different? Hence the fact that we have had sixteen...yes, SIXTEEN...different vehicles throughout our eight year relationship. Brian, however, instantly had an answer for me: clumsiness! And I know this probably comes as a surprise to a lot of you because of the fact that I was an athlete ALL throughout junior high and high school, right? RIGHT?! Brian doesn't quite understand how I even played sports because of my ability to fumble, drop, and often break whatever it is I am trying to grab. And I have to admit...it's true! I don't even know how many hand-held mirrors I have had to buy within the last few years because they always seem to fall to the ground and shatter. And my hairbrush. Serioulsy, it just flies out of my hand and across the bathroom. And my poor, poor Blackberry. Towards the end of its life, Brian referred to it as my "Ghettoberry!" OH!, how I miss that phone! I even think Brian is amazed that I have managed to NOT drop our child. But she is one thing that I PROMISE not to drop. I PROMISE, people!

I know that Brian and I do not, and never will, truly have a "perfect" relationship. I will never claim to have, nor will I ever try. I know our relationship has its flaws and it always will. Life is not always going to be easy. And there are going to be times when we struggle. We will have arguments and disagreements. But I am confident that we will always attempt to make it better. I feel that one of our best strengths is communication. We talk about everything! And it makes me feel good to know that our only current annoyances of one another are rather flippant!