The One with the Deal


Editors note: no one was coerced into the agreement that was made just a bit ago, on my couch. Also, no animals were hurt while “discussing” the arrangement of said deal.

Chandler stopped by after I got off of work today to visit before his rocking night with friends playing Rock Band. We were talking about various movies when a commercial for Love and Other Drugs came on the tv. He kind of mocked me when he asked if I wanted to see that. Of course I would like to but more than likely it will be on my list of ones to watch when it comes out on DVD or HBO.

This leads to the debate about different genres of movies when I remember that I have now watched two films that he suggested and loved versus my one that we have watched. Umm, not adding up is it? So after an intense debate which led to me raising my voice and attempting to teach him about math, he finally agreed that it doesn’t matter if I like the movie or not, it is about who suggests what and that it should be even.

And then he started on about Dexter and I kind of got glassy eyed (not really) and offered up that I would watch his show if he would watch. . . SEX AND THE CITY (all six seasons plus the two movies). I could see the fear in his eyes, his brain whirling like a hamster hoped up on speed on his little wheel and he tried to come up with an alternative.

It didn’t work. We shook on it and currently I think he is trying to come up with a really good excuse to bail. But sorry Chanedler Bong, you will be watching my series! And here comes the Snoopy dance (I waited until he left to perform it). And I will be watching yours. If I have nightmares, it will all be on your head.

And Mater–I was told about circle time. Cute. You two crack me up.

 

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What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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