Does He Know Me Or Am I Just Predictable?

Yesterday, I was hanging out at Reese’s place without him. He’d gone with one of his roommates to see Captain America 2. I definitely didn’t want in, so I stayed behind. I was starting to feel a little bit starving, but wasn’t sure what to eat. He’d bought a bunch of random food, and I didn’t want to eat anything in case he had purchased it with a special reason in mind. Finally, I settled on a can of tuna, because I figured if he was mad that I’d eaten it, it wouldn’t be that big a deal to run to the corner store and buy him another one.
This was around the time the movie was getting out, and one can of tuna is a lot for a teeny person like me, so I texted Reese and asked if he wanted half the can of tuna. I explained over the phone that if he was mad about the tuna, I would just buy him another one. He laughed and said “I knew that if I bought tuna, you would go Oh-em-geeeee, tuna! And definitely eat it.”
Today, Reese is at the lab, working on his final project. Meanwhile, I’m camped out his place, waiting to go to a friend’s house for the evening. I’m starting to get kind of hungry. I creep around Reese’s food. But again, I don’t want to eat his food. Luckily, I have access to him this time, so I text him, and ask “Can I eat the Italian Wedding Soup?” This is both of our favourite soup, and I half expect him to pout and say he wanted to eat it. Instead, he messages back:
I also knew you would eat that.

So I guess my S.O is paying attention to my eating preferences and buying accordingly? Meanwhile, I forget to buy juice, snacks, or food in general whenever he comes over. :/ I think he’s winning this relationship right now.


36 Years of Love

I spent this past week working with Oliver’s mother-in-law, Leda(while Oliver slung pizzas in Vegas!). She and her sweet husband Paul would come in every day to help keep me from collapsing in on myself like a dying star under the weight of the lunch rush. Usually, Paul would open the place for me, and then swing by around 11 to drop Leda off. He was always really nice and offered to¬†get me anything I needed, and Leda was cheerful and great with the customers. But it was their relationship with each other that I really appreciated. Based on some dates Leda mentioned during the week, I can confidently say that they had been married for at least 36 years (but probably more). Even so, today, Leda asked Paul for something, and when he handed it over, she said “Thanks babe.” And every time he dropped her off, he made sure to get a goodbye kiss before he left.
It gives me good feels that after 36 years of marriage, they still felt and showed such affection for each other.