Us Two ....

There has been some somewhat disgruntled members of our little household here when it comes to the issue of air-time on this blog. I am the one who maintains this blog, therefore I am the one who chooses what the subject matter will be.
And so, usually I write about Brad.
I think it has to do with that thing called love. And that thing that love does with turning the little things someone does into pretty funny things. Or pretty cute things.
Love is like that. You just want to share it .
Of course, love is funny too, in that some days, those little things become kind of annoying things and then you are tempted to share all those little things that made you become all cranky.
But I try not to write those things here because I'm not so proud of those moments and I hope that they are much fewer and far between than the ones of joy and laughter.
Bradley has often stated that he needs a blog of his own to document all of the stupid things that I do that don't make it onto here.
I hardly think it's necessary for him to go to such lengths, though he does insist that the apparent lack of genius in his wife is worth making known to the world. Of course, in the most loving of manners.
In fact, he sort of challenged me into writing about such an instance.
I said it wasn't very funny.
He said I should write it anyways.
And so, for the sake of my husband, because love is funny like that, the story went something like this.

There was once a husband who was inflicting great cruelty on his wife by tickling her to no end and pinching the end of her nose like she hates more than any thing else in the whole world. His poor wife was stuck in some awkward hold and any self defense was hardly a possibility. However, his wife, in a wave of brilliance, decided she would reach quite deftly behind her back and pinch the back of her husband's leg.
Because she fights like a girl and is not ashamed.
And so she pinched and pinched while, at the same time, she realized her husband had somehow started pinching the back of her leg too.
She got frustrated that she could not outwit her husband and proceeded to pinch harder.
Until she realized she was pinching her own leg and was inflicting more pain on herself than on her husband.
And then she won the fight because her husband spent the next 10 minutes laughing at her and forgot all about pinching her nose in the most cruelest of actions.
At least she was able to laugh along.