One Thing I've Learned After A Year of Marriage

Okay, so we've actually been married a year and (nearly) two months by now, and I had actually learned this after about two months of marriage, but it only gets reinforced every time this happens.

My husband wants to be nice, so he'll either pick out a chick flick (I know, right?) or let me pick.  For a while, I'd say, "Well, are you sure you want to watch The Princess Diaries with me?"  And he'd say, "Sure, honey, if that's what you want to watch."  And of course it is, because it's a fabulous movie.

And then he sits and groans through all the good parts and rolls his eyes audibly and makes sarcastic "Are you serious?" comments.

So now, when I get to pick, I no longer suggest chick flicks.  I watch those when he's gone.  Or somewhere else playing video games.  I suggest action movies and sci-fi/fantasy dramas, but nothing involving too much pink or princesses.

This has been a short rant brought to you by a very exhausting weekend.

Love and Princess Movies,
Leah Joy