It’s always a good thing to keep your relationship with your significant other fresh and interesting. At least that’s what people say. So it’s a good thing Sean married me. I’m nothing if not a constant source of
amusement amazement for him.
Sunday we were driving in Venice (beach, not Italy) and we passed “The Love Shack”. It’s a little store painted with bubble letters and bright colors. All the walls are painted graffiti style and they boast a sign that says, “Bean bags: For Sale and Rent”. They also sell “urban art” which I believe is slang for high end graffitti. I’ve always wanted to go in. The bright colors attract me and I wonder who needs to rent a bean bag. I said so to Sean and asked if he wanted to go in too.
He looked at me like I had an alien growing out of the top of my head, which pretty much answered my question, but just to confirm, he said, “No. I’m not a hippie freak.”
And therein is why I continue to amaze him. It turns out, I am a hippie freak. He had no idea when he married me, even though we dated for seven years before getting married.
So when he asked me jokingly if I wanted a G pod for our yard. I, in all seriousness, said yes. You see, I’ve been wanting my own little room to write in. I’d been thinking maybe I could find a shed to convert or something, but this pod would be perfect.
There are three styles. Your basic, the mid-line model, and the posh ten seater. I’m interested in the mid-line model. It rotates so you don’t have to deal with direct sun or wind. There’s also a way to make the seat a full circle and make it conducive to sleeping outdoors. Well, outdoors-ish.
Why things like this continue to surprise my husband amaze me. So, you see, we keep our relationship fresh basically by never learning.