While driving by houses we're going to look at on...
Me: So would you live on this street? It's cute, but kind of in the middle of nowhere.
Jonathan: I don't think so. The house would have to blow me awa—WHOA, look at that place!
Me: That's it.
Aside: I also love that our definition of "in the middle of nowhere" is right in the middle of Green Hills.
I have an irrational fear. Jonathan may argue I have a few, like changing light bulbs, but there is one in particular that I just can’t seem to get over. This. See where it says press spoon at seam? I can’t do it. It’s like a Jack-In-The-Box: I know what’s going to happen when it gets to the “POP! goes the weasel” line, and the anticipation is...