When you've been with someone for 14 years, you tend to know most everything about them.
So, imagine my surprise when I'm sitting there on the couch with the husband last night and he says to me, "Wait.. what's that?"
We sat down to relax and started flipping channels when he spied something on the channel guide that caught his eye.
"The Princess Bride? What is that?"
What's that? What's that?! It's only one of the most campy, most fun, old school quotable movies ever. How did I not know that he'd never seen it? Watching it with him was a blast. He'd pipe up, "Hey, that's Andre the Giant!" and "Hey, that's Billy Crystal!" and, "So that's where that line comes from..."
I didn't get to bed until 12:30am.
This morning at home I hopped on Twitter (http://twitter.com/StephStricklen) and mentioned that the husband had never seen it. And by the time I got into work and logged back in I had a boatload of responses from people quoting the movie, sharing their favorite scenes. How great is that? A movie that's more than 20 years old can still inspire that kind of fun chatter.
Tonight I'm avoiding TV completely. Heaven forbid another Rob Reiner great like Stand By Me is on, or something. I need to sleep.
Sleeping is the only thing that helps relieve Teh Swell. Teh Swell is sort of like Teh Clumsy. It's something that I'm noticing creeping into my daily pregnancy routine as I round the corner into the home stretch. Things start off well enough in the morning, but by noon my hands feel a little funny. Then my ankles start to look a little.. puffy. And by the end of the day I look (and feel) like I've gained 10 pounds. Teh Swell. Awesome.
The best part is trying to pry off my wedding ring at the end of the night. I finally gave up and dug out some of my costume jewelry that I normally wear to fancy auctions. The ring I'm wearing now is studded with 100% blingy, sparkly, completely fake diamonds.
Did I mention the ring normally fits my pointer finger?
Sweet. I'm SuperSized.