My husband is awesome.
Of course, I had a small inkling of his awesomeness a long time ago; we've been together since we were 16, and almost 10 years later, and married, with kids, we're still together. That could never have happened if he wasn't pretty awesome to begin with.
But last night his awesomeness soared to a new level, one I previously thought impossible. I should have known better; that man always surprises me just when I think I know everything about him.
I got off work last night, and I just wanted to veg out and relax before I went to bed, so I looked through my DVD's for something interesting enough to keep me "in" the movie, but not something I'd have to pay tons of attention to, since I was pretty tired.
After looking at all of them three times, I decided I may as well watch Twilight again. I don't actually own the DVD-being poor means giving up the finer things in life, haha-but I did rent it from Nexflix. While it doesn't have fifty extra things on it, it does have the extended scenes, and my all time favorite director's commentary EVER!! Seriously, Kristen, Rob, and Catherine were so fantastic, I've watched it twice just to hear them joking and spilling the inside stuff.
And I'd just like to take this moment to say that I have a totally newfound adoration of Catherine Hardewicke for her obvious love of Billy Burke's acting in Twilight. She totally feels me on his scene-stealing perfection, and I heart her for that.
Anyways, I figured since I've already watched it three times since I got it in the mail, I'd be able to kind of zone out a little bit in the recliner and just relax. I told my husband I was going to watch it, and left him in front of the computer, watch Duke get trampled on.
Not even ten minutes into the movie, he came and sat on the couch. I ignored him at first, figuring he'd get up to go back to the game any second, but when he didn't, I started to feel a little bit of apprehension. I just knew he would laugh in all the wrong parts, and make me feel like a silly tween for watching this film.
Imagine my surprise when he left the Duke game completely (his all-time fave team) to get comfy on the couch and watch the movie with me.
MY HUSBAND WATCHED TWILIGHT WITH ME.
I seriously adore this guy. Maybe some of you have guys who went to the theater with you, and maybe they actually enjoyed it. Good for you. My hubs is not one of those guys. Between any movie that doesn't have an "X" rating and college basketball, there's no contest-basketball will be ever-victorious.
But he watched it with me, and didn't laugh. (Except when I did-"this is the sparkly skin of a killer"-gets me every time). And he even made some really astute observations that made me glow inside. "They really kind of rushed them falling in love didn't they?" "They should have drawn that out a little bit more I think." "So Alice saw her as a vampire, but he loves her too much to do that, right? And Rosalie is just a bitch who hates everything about Bella."
I mean, I am brimfull of love right now. This is a man who knows nothing about the Twilight series, other than the fact that I am addicted, and he totally got the movie, quieting my when I tried to explain what was going on, what little things meant, because he totally already got it.
This man is so freakin' great.
Now I won't have to go see New Moon at 10 pm on a Tuesday night all alone like I did Twilight. I can take him with me and hold his hand while I drool over Rob...and this Alex Meraz who is shirtless and GORGEOUS and......ok. Taking a breath now.