2. I still watch my dad's movies that are recorded on VHS tapes. Mostly from the 80's.
3. I have tried to get Steve to sit through episodes of "Charles In Charge." He didn't even make it through one. (When I typed "Charles" the first time I wrote Charlie-Freudian slip. That happens to be the name of my cat who thinks he is the boss. Speaking of boss, does anyone that is not my sibling remember "Who's the Boss?" What ever happened to Tony Danza?) I thought he was a real babysitter for longer than I should have. Random side note, he was also in "Diagnosis Murder," which I watched religiously for years after TGIF was over.
4. Steve wants me to bury him in the cheapest casket they sell at Costco.
5. Steve rickrolls me on a regular basis (out of all the 80's songs to know all the lyrics to that is the one he chooses). He even does the voice. But unlike the computer, I can't turn him off.
6. We probably eat our bodies' weight in treats every year. It is a little sad, but I think I may still choose death over diet. So maybe Steve will choose my casket instead.
7. When people appear shady to me usually my first thought is "I hope this guy isn't the next Norman Bates." In fact, I regularly use Hitchcock and King movies/stories to judge everything. I know that birds will probably not peck my eyes out, but I feel the need to prepare myself just in case that clown is here to kill us all (FYI, this is a totally rational phobia).
8. Steve thought I made up the DSM-IV early on in our dating relationship. Even after I proved that it was a real book I am still proving that I'm not making stuff up on a regular basis 3 years later. Using APA citation guidelines is nothing after documenting my sources all this time.
9. I thought Steve was a dork in high school. When I told him that he said, "Well, so were you." Proof that Steve occasionally sinks to my level.
10. Steve said that he would consider letting me have a pig one day. I feel the need to document this in case he tries to go back on it. HERE'S MY PROOF. I may need to get this blog post notarized. He also said that we could get a chocolate labradoodle (when we have money, so maybe never).
11. I love Twinkies (plain, frozen, roasted, and fried). Who cares if I'm eating sweetened whipped lard?! The breakfast of champions.
