Old and Boring

Now that Travis and I are married our weekend plans look like this:

Friday: concert at Velour, followed by a late movie.
Saturday: Snowboarding in the afternoon, followed by Rockclimbing.
Sunday: Dinner with friends

Our actual weekends usually begin like this:

Becky: Want to watch an episode of Freaks and Geeks while we eat?

Two hours later...

Travis: Want to move the movie into our bed where its warm?

Two more hours later...

Becky: Is there still time to make it to the movie?

Travis: It started forty minutes ago.

Becky: Good, because I'm comfortable.

So our weekends don't follow our plan, but look like this:
Friday: Freaks and Geeks and take out Chinese
Saturday: Whatever we've Netflixed and homemade Chinese
Sunday: Several LONG naps in a row and left-over Chinese.

Now Travis is out of town on business and I am going crazy. Because we may be boring, but we're never ever bored. I love him so much and go stir-crazy when he's not home. I usually hate it when he's just at school all day, but sleeping alone and eating alone, and watching bad movies alone!
I can't stand it.

He'll be home tomorrow. I suspect we'll just stay in.
:)