It's no surprise I'm head over heels in love with Stephen Mitchell Brotherton.
But I realized you peeps don't really know much about the Mr.
So I thought I'd share some random facts & stories about this dude of mine.
He has this irrational fear of the dentist. He refuses to function normally the day of his cleanings to the point that he won't even eat.
Mitch sucks at driving at night. He'll even admit it. Says something like he can't see well. Hmm... maybe you should let me drive next time babe.
Can do the robot dance perfectly. Maybe I'll get it on tape one day.
Only ever orders chicken nachos at any mexican restaurant. Nothing else. Ever. But it's okay, cause I try to order things I know he'll like so he can share. Yeah, I try to be a good wifey.
He does this thing where he throws his dirty socks at the bottom of the stairs once he gets home from work. It drives me up the wall. & I'll tell him to pick em up but does he? Nope.
His british accent? Terrible.
Must sleep with a pillow over his head. Like suffocating him.
He does this really funny imitation of Schmidt from New Girl. Where he says "all day" with a jersey accent. Like, "I could eat ice cream ALLL DAAY!" (stress the jersey accent). Or, "I can't wait to hang out ALLL DAAY!"
Bub freaks at the thought of girls pooping. He swears we don't do the two. I've tried telling him we do the duty just like guys but he'd rather die than believe me.
He drinks Petobismol like it's lemonade. Can I get a collective GROSS!
M's such a romantic too. In college he drove all the way to my place in the middle of the night on Valentine's day morning to leave me hand written messages all over the garage floor. He scattered rose peddles & lit a bunch of tea candles too. Woke me up by knocking on my door & fled the scene. I stumbled awoke. Frightened there were a murderer outside my door. But curiosity got the best of me & I found his surprise.
He promises me that we'll travel the world together collecting dirt for our jars.
My boy has these awful night terrors. I'd say he has one every month. They freak me out too! Once I found him walking around our room talking about snakes. Another time he was screaming about some train coming through the wall. Eff to the reaking.
The boy knows how to have fun. & he totally knows how to make me feel like I'm loved.