Yes, folks. My hubby is a Twilight fan!
I should've known something was up a couple of days before Easter when he unwrapped the new DVD from the store bag and handed it to me.
"Here, ya go. Happy Easter. I know it's early, but I thought you'd want to watch it."
He clearly had just bought it. But what surprised me more, is this man is ALL about gifts. So much so, he'll hord totally awesome presents for months--just so on the "ACTUAL DAY" I get bombarded with the perfect gifts. He loves the wait, because apparently it'll make the holiday much better.
So as he hands me Twilight, I instantly feel guilty. "What? No, don't give it to me now, just wait a couple of days and give it on Easter. If it's my Easter gift then I can't watch it now." Sheez.
"Oh--uh, ok, then this is just something for you and your sisters to watch then." (remember they were here visiting me?)
I smile and shrug at my sisters. "Ok, thanks!"
Uh, hello? Warning flag. How did I not catch it? Oh, I know! Maybe it was because when I had to forcefully drag this guy to the theater to watch Twilight, he grumbled about it the whole way home. "It was okay, not that great. we should've just waited till video. Dumb, chick flicks....Blah, blah, blah...."
Anyway, so here's my poor hubby desperate to watch Twilight and me oblivious. Instead, my sisters and I wait until the next night when hubby and the kids are in bed, and put it on. Of course, we LOVE it.
Now my hubby has a problem. I've already watched it. He can't just ask me if I want to watch it, because he knows I'll know something is up. So instead, he waits a whole week & a half, until I'm upstairs reading and all the kids are in bed, before he sneaks down and turns it on.
As it was, he'd already watched a third of it by the time I came downstairs to answer email. We both froze as I entered the family room doorway and saw the movie. "What are you doing?"
"Just watching a movie, why?"
"A movie?" I grin. His huge eyes are hilarious. "Just a movie? Mark, you're totally watching Twilight. MY Twilight. My Easter gift." I'm so shocked, I begin to laugh.
"So? So? I thought you hated that movie. Now i'm coming downstairs and you're secretly watching it without me?"
"What's the deal? Can't I watch a movie before I go to bed?"
"You're so going down. You like that movie, admit it!"
"Aww, come on, Jenni. I'm tired, I needed something to help me fall asleep--you know how I always fall asleep on the couch if I watch a movie. You know that! I'm just using it to fall asleep." This is true, every action movie he watches at home--he crashes halfway through.
An hour later, the movie is finished and my hubby is wide awake.
So now I must ask, should I be slightly disturbed? Or just embrace the awesomeness that is my hubby? LOLOL!