You Can't Catch Me! I'm the Ninjabread Man!

Jeremy and I have been together for 12 years now and married for nine of those years. In that time, we've gotten to know each other really well. We can pretty well predict how the other will respond to a given situation. We generally know how the other feels. We can walk in a store and be able to point out what the other person will like and won't like. That's how it (*usually) is NOW.

However. It wasn't always that way.

Let me tell you a little tale. Once upon a time, when Jeremy and I were first dating and getting to know each other, it so happened that Jeremy's birthday was fast approaching. I was unsure what to get him.

On this particular day, we had gone to a store and were browsing in the video game area. One of the displays had a new game out:
Ninjabread Man!

Now... (narrator chuckles) You and I both know that this game doesn't look that amazing when compared to, say, Legend of Zelda, God of War, Final Fantasy, or any other game that I knew Jeremy liked. But as we passed it, he said, "Oh man that looks fun!" or something to that effect. I forget what he said exactly, but it made me aware that he liked the idea of this game.

I found that odd.

This wasn't his normal type of game. BUT... what did I know? Maybe this was a really cool game that I just hadn't heard about yet.

Later, I sneaked back to the store and bought it for him. I was excited. I mean, he had said this was something he wanted. This was gonna be good.

Let's just say that when he opened the gift, he was pretty dumbfounded. "Huh...?" And then he died laughing. And I was pretty deflated. I started to cry. I thought for sure this was an ace in the hole. Then he hugged me. FAIL.

But we still laugh about that to this day.

Jeremy just reminded me that we still have that game. Maybe we'll play it sometime ... for my blog, of course. =)

Here are some pictures of us from back in ye olde days.

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