(My boyfriend likes to say sweet things to me by turning around something that I say. For example, if I say ‘that’s a cute kitten!’, he says, ‘you’re kinda cute’. If I say, ‘the weather is gorgeous!’, he says, ‘you’re gorgeous!’.”)
Me: *picking up a pillow* “Oh! These pillows are so plush!”
Boyfriend: “You’re kinda plush.”
(I stare at my boyfriend, as a remarkable look of horror creeps over his face.)
Boyfriend: “Oh, crap!”
(I bust up laughing.)
(I am at school with my girlfriend, not long before our nine-month anniversary. We stop to say hello to a teacher we both had years before. I decide to tell the teacher about our upcoming anniversary.)
Girlfriend and I: *together* “Hi, Mrs.[name]!”
Teacher: “Hi!”
Me: *hugging girlfriend* “Almost nine months!”
(Our teacher looks at me strangely, and covers her mouth with one hand.)
Me: *realizing what I said, and blushing* “Uh. since we started dating!”
Boyfriend: “So, guess what we’re doing tonight?”
(He has been dangling this in front of me all day.)
Me: “I have no idea. None. Zip. Zilch. Nada. What are we doing?”
Boyfriend: *excited* “We’re going to see the Muppets movie!”
(I release an unintelligible, loud, incredibly excited scream.)
Girls across from us: “Congratulations!”
Boyfriend: *whispering* “I think that those girls thought that I just proposed to you.”
(My boyfriend and I are driving. He has helped me to grow as a person, and I am trying to express that to him. I am notoriously unromantic.)
Me: “Thank you, so much.”
Boyfriend: “For what, honeysuckle?”
Me: “Everything. Before you came into my life, I was a lost puppy. You have helped me grow into an amazing person.”
Boyfriend: “Aw, that’s sweet!”
(He has a big smile one his face.)
Me: “I truly feel like you are the other half of me, the one that makes my world go round. The one that I want to see first thing in the morning, and all that crap.”
(He starts laughing.)
Boyfriend: “You almost had it, babe.”
Me: “You know it was honest, right?”
(I have a couple of rare medical conditions, including acute muscle atrophy and a connective tissue disorder. They are not life-threatening, but can be frustrating at best.)
Boyfriend: “I love you.”
Me: “You just made my heart stop for a second. I love you, too.”
Boyfriend: “Wait, with your medical issues, do you only mean that figuratively?”
Me: “Figuratively. ‘Skip a beat’ would probably have been more appropriate.”
