Monday, October 13, 2008

When cowboy boots and basketball shoes fight...

This last weekend Nate and I got into a little argument. I would have jiu jitshued his cute little booty but I didn't want to get out of my warm bed so we had a war of words.
I won't go into the details, they don't really matter. All that you need to know is that he got mad at something I did and I got mad in return because he didn't need to be mad at me. I told him I didn't like it when he was so critical of me and I try my best. This is how the rest of the argument went:

Nate: I forgot you're so perfect. One day when I come home from work and you're gone I won't know if it's because you left me or because you were translated for being so perfect.

That was the end of the fight, I started laughing so hard and despite him still being a little riled up, he laughed too. Then I jumped out of bed and jiu jitshued his ornery butt!

5 comments:

hil said...

kick his ass! i knew you had it in you. you're the only one who is a match for that boy.

Aramie Randall said...

Once when Nate and I were teenagers we got into a fight while we were jumping on the trampoline with some of our friends. I slapped him in the face, then bounced myself off and ran like hell!!! I made it to my bedroom and locked the door,then I hid under my bed just to be safe.
Maybe you should give it a try.

gigi said...

Alright, should I start singing, 'Love At Home?' Any time we would fight as kids, my mama would start singing that song! I hate it when we sing it in church to this day! It always made me want to fight harder!

The Cinderella Life said...

Where did my kids get their potty mouths???Haley, you hang in there. You are awesome.

Jocelyn said...

Moral of the story: when cowboy boots and basketball shoes fight, the cowboy boots always win. Nate just got taken by surprise because he knew you after your mission, when you didn't flaunt your perfection quite as boldly as you did here in the OR. Humble, humble, humble.