What is your husband's name?Xavier aka Xav, Xavo, Xavy, X., and "Patty's favorite" (Patty is my mom)
How long have you been together?I borrowed his softball mitt Sept 14 2005 for an IBM softball league game (which involved a butt slap), not-dated until December 2005 (thanks to all of our third and fourth wheels!), started dating Dec 6 2005, purchased property together January 2006 (a timeshare in Hawaii - everyone come with us!), realized we were actually getting married January 2006 (this was more of a shock/denial for me than him), Xav asked the moms on Mother's Day 2006, we were engaged June 2006, happily married Sept 14 2006 - one year to the day after that butt slap.
Who said I love you first?Xavier... to which I replied, "Uh, thanks... " Yeah, while I avoided eye contact. I think I hugged him, though - and then changed the subject. I knew I loved him, too, but was still rather traumatized from the first marriage and ugly divorce and falling in love so soon was NOT in my plans. Damn him. He's always right.
Who is smarter?Xav. I do okay, but he's definitely smarter than I am in most things. He's even a better cook - though I do have the market cornered for baking. Thankfully, I married a man I can talk with about anything. Anything. And even if he's wrong (which he never is, dammit), it's still a very intelligent discussion. Such fun for my brain - but not always for my ego. Yay.
Who does the housework?Right now? Hmmm... Xav probably. He's been great with the kitchen, even though we hardly use it. (We're both just too tired to cook.) I tend to vacuum more because Abby's shedding bothers me more. And I generally do the bathrooms. And clutter screws with my psyche, so I pick up most of the messes. Hmmm... and I've been dusting a lot. And then there's the garage I cleaned out. Okay, for now, we'll say I clean more. But only because I'm a neat freak and Xav spent most of his time fixing up the other house (which I also cleaned)... and really, because I'm desperately looking for things that need done other than writing my dissertation. (Like blogging.) When life is normal, though, we split about even, which is just heaven for me. He even does laundry. No, really.
Who sleeps on the right?Depends on the house and the bed. I tend to sleep on the side closest to the door. In our current house, I sleep on the right. In our last house, I slept on the left.
Who pays the bills?Bank of America bill pay. And Xav. Hallelujah for Xav and his bill paying. That is one thing I've thankfully handed over because my brain has been overworked.
Who cooks dinner?Lately, Wendy's, Panda Express, and Pizza Hut. I know. It's awful for my waistline and my wallet. We're working on it - or at least talking about how we need to work on it. I just can't seem to muster the energy to think of
what to make, let alone make it. Besides, this way I get to avoid the grocery store. (In case you don't know, grocery shopping is high on my list of hates. I'd rather scrub toilets. With my toothbrush. Or maybe Xav's toothbrush; I rather like mine.)
When we do cook, it's probably a 60/40 split with me doing the 60. As mentioned above, though, Xav is a much better cook. Yummy.
Who drives when you are together?Usually X., but occasionally he just doesn't feel like it. And sometimes I miss having a stick shift, so I'll ask to drive us in his car. Wheeeeee.
Who is more stubborn?I'll assume you all know me, and therefore, should know this answer. Me. Me, me, me. Poor Xav, he had no chance...
Who kissed who first?Xavier kissed me first. And it took a bit of reassurance; I was scared to death.
Who asked out who first?It depends. After the softball butt-slapping incident, I mentioned to a couple people I was hungry and asked if they (okay, he) wanted to come with. But technically, that wasn't a date. Xavier asked me out on our first real date. Heck, he still asks me out on dates. It's adorable and makes me so happy.
Who proposed?Xavier. And more than once. We had talked about it... but then one day to make me feel more secure about the whole issue, he got down on a knee and asked me. Even before the asking of the moms and the ring. I'm pretty sure he asked me about once a month for a few months to assure me he wasn't joking around. It worked.
Who has more siblings?Me. I'm the oldest of four and Xavier is the older of two.
Who wears the pants?Both of us. Except for going to church - and then I'm generally a little resentful that I have to be in a skirt and heels.
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