A fist to the face...

Well, Memorial weekend has come and gone (not like I would notice a break from the work week -I don't have a work week. I just have a week) and we had our fun much like I'm sure you had, though probably not as much because I wasn't there.

We have friends in LA (yes, we have friends; they were originally Josh's friends but they saw the light and are now my friends and they think I am cooler than him and even ask if we can hang out without him. I told them that he would find out and be mad and punch a wall) and we made the best of it and stayed there for a night and had them stay here a night. It was seriously fun and we can't get enough Felix time. We did the fun stuff and played games where I won so everyone had a good time because no one got hurt. Although, Mari Ann came close to getting a fist in her delicate face when I thought for a brief second she might pull ahead, but she narrowly escaped when I won big time in Mexican Train. Lucky for her face. She really is pretty and it would be a shame to ruin it. Although, not so unlucky for every other girl because that would be one less girl prettier than the rest of us. I am only mildly competitive and only mildly kidding.

It got me to thinking though. I know that I have discussed with all three of you how finding a couple that both you and your spouse likes is like dating, but harder. There are more personalities to combine, more people to impress, and more awkward conversations to avoid. See, its great when you find that other couple that you both like. No, its more than great. Its a miracle because you have found your couple's soul mate. You say things like, "I think I knew you before this life" or "We were destined for each other; you want to punch people in the face when they win the game, too?" I think we found ours once (I won't tell you who they are; they would get uncomfortable about it and probably feel obligated to put out or something), but like most good things, they moved on. I was so sad, it was worse than breaking up with a boyfriend because it was like breaking up with two boyfriends. I went through all the stages of a split -I cried, ate a lot, felt bitter abandonment, and even thought about trying to get back together. It wouldn't have worked I suppose. They were too good for us.

Its really hard for me, since I generally don't like most people. Josh likes just about everyone and can have a good time with 'em all. We differ on this level, and I am so selective on who gets to be my friend (most people don't even want to and I don't want them anyway, so its usually a mutual understanding), that I prefer to be alone when it really comes down to it. I don't quite know why, but believe it has something to do with an elated ego or something. Haven't figured it out yet though. I'll let you know when I do.

There are several couples we absolutely love but everyone seems to be out of reach (we don't live next door to any of them). We have really come to like our landlords so maybe they can be in the running for the Robbins' Couple Crush. We will have to deliberate (when I say 'we' I mean me because Josh thinks I "make too much of things." He thinks I'm like, dramatic or something. Whatever). But I hope we can spend more time with the Felix's, even though they live almost 2 hours away. Maybe Mari Ann sensed my surging fist and doesn't want to come for fear of winning a game and getting seriously hurt, we'll just have to see.