Sunday, August 03, 2008

I'm getting married!

His name is John; he's a friend of Brad's. I had a crush on him shortly after my breakup with LCB, but then I thought I was just rebounding so I got over him. =-) A month later, though, my crush is officially back on.

It started with me telling him that Brad and I were going to come stay with him when our place gets de-termited. "I've got a nice big bed," he said laviciously. (Oooh, I get like triple points for that one.) "Good," I said, smiling angelically. "And it's sweet of you to sleep on the couch so I can have it all to myself."

The flirting took off from there. I made the boys dinner (so you KNOW I like him, LOL). At one point Brad went to the store, and John "helped" me cook (coming in to tell me I should turn up the temp on the burgers, add more seasoning to the fries, etc. I won't tell you my response to his suggestions, but it wasn't very ladylike).

Somewhere along the way, we decided we were getting married, which of course led to a conversation on how we'd make a living. John told me that actually, he'd been thinking about going back to school to be a teacher. "Oh, we can be a little Teacher Family," I said. "We'll be poor, but we'll live on love. You, me, John Junior--or JJ as we'll call him--and little Lexie," I gushed. "Oh, it'll be grand." (My use of the word "grand" made him snort out his beer.)

When our meal was ready, John, upon trying my turkey burgers, said, "If the rest of your cooking is as good as this, I will impregnate you toNIGHT." Brad laughed and told him to hold off on that. "I haven't seen her cook since our 'honeymoon period' right after she moved in," he told John as I glared at him from the kitchen. "Hey, considering the fact that I'm not sleeping with either one of you, I'd say this is a pretty intricate meal," I told him, gesturing at the turkey burgers, fries and corn dogs. In preparation for our upcoming nuptuals, John asked if I had a large dowry. "If by 'dowry' you mean 'chest,' then yes," I answered. (LOL, now you KNOW I like him, since I'm always at my smart-assed best around a guy I'm attracted to.)

Later, John and Brad were talking about checking out the hot girls at Starbucks. "Excuse me," I primly told John. "I don't think you're allowed to do that anymore." "Sorry, dear," he told me as Brad rolled his eyes. (You gotta start training them early, you know what I mean?)

Anyway, it's still (mainly) innocent, but I do suspect that there's an undercurrent of seriousness underneath it all (not the marriage thing, but possibly a definite mutual attraction. However, the fact that he's Brad's friend does add a potential complication, so we'll see. And speaking of which, can I tell you how refreshing it is to be able to even joke about marriage and kids without the other party breaking out into hives and/or throwing himself off the side of a boat? Ahem).

16 comments:

Fred said...

You can tell I'm the only guy around here. I was the only vote for beer in the poll.

Marriage first, friends second. It all make sense in Jen's world.

Make sure you have beer at the reception.

keesh said...

This is all so cute. I hope it goes somewhere. sounds like his sense of humor is like yours so that is a great start~!

keesh said...

oh, this means I am one step closer to winning that $100 for remember you two will dance at your reception. I am broke, so this is thrilling ;).

keesh said...

I do'nt mean "Dance", I mean bust a move, oh, that would be a good dance song...or hanging tough since we are all going through our NKOTB phase again...ha ha

Jen said...

Fred!! Welcome back. And I laughed my way through your whole comment.

Keesh: since it's ME, I'm sure it'll go exactly nowhere. But it's still a fun diversion.

Jen said...

And I think you mean that I'M closer to MY $100, thank you very much. =-)

keesh said...

Um NO, you said if WE remembered, YOU would give US a $100...I remember money topics clearly :)

Renee said...

LOL at this whole thing-- the post and comments :-)

And I see there's another non-drinking loser here besides our lovely Lisa. Maybe it's mom. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.

Jen, I think your fiancee sounds cute ;-) and I'm sure it IS refreshing to be able to joke without having to call the Coast Guard or carry an epi pen in your purse :-)

Renee said...

Oh, and Kish is right. You were going to pay us if we remembered your promise of a move bustin' reception :-)

Jen said...

Go reread the original post, losers, it's $100 if you remember and I DONT do it. If I do it, you guys owe ME.

Coast Guard or epi pen...LOLOL

Jen said...

plus, brad has probably already told him that I'm bat-shit nutty, so I'd be spared that whole convo. =-)))

sparkydiva said...

a - i tried to vote for beer AND for mixed drinks, but it wouldn't let me.

b - YAY! i'm one step closer to ROCK JEN'S RECEPTION!!

c - if you pick a NKOTB song, i will bribe the deejay. ;)

Jen said...

And did I mention that my fiance is 25? (Go me.) When I found out last night (I had him pegged for at least 27), I sadly said, "Now our love will NEVER be." He asked why not and I told him, "Cuz when you're like 34 I'll be 41 (he had a bday already this year and I'm turning 32, so technically there's 7 years between us), and then you'll leave me for some hot young floozy, and I'll have to move back in here with Brad--me and JJ and little Lexie." He was laughing like halfway through my little monologue. =-)

anna said...

LOL!!! Sounds like a fun guy - I like him!

Renee said...

You're a cougar!!

Jen said...

oh jesus i AM a cougar.

LOLOLOLOL