Last night something happened that I've never witnessed in the 10 years that Jeff and I have been married.....he THREW UP. I'm definitely jealous that he never throws up. In all honesty I throw up AT LEAST two times every year for as long as I can remember. So I woke up at 1am to Jeff hacking and his first response was something like, "I don't know how you survived 4 pregnancies and 4 bouts of morning sickness throwing up everyday." Although I feel bad that he had just thrown up because I know that horrible feeling very well, I was thrilled that he "gets it" now and has a little more empathy and respect for what I went through with the whole pregnancy thing. Funny though, I'm mostly likely done with being pregnant.
Then this morning he said, "the last time I remember throwing up was when I was 15 and was challenged to drink an entire gallon of milk in 5 minutes." That made me laugh. It totally sounds like a teenager-boy thing to do. What is it about boy teenagers (and girls too sometimes) that don't think 10 minutes into the future. Then I remembered some of the other malicious and dumb things Jeff has told me of things he did when he was a teenager.
* doing a flip off the roof of a house and into a pool. Luckily he cleared the 4-5 foot of cement before landing into the pool.
* Filling a water gun with water and adding red dye to it and then shooting a street performer in Vegas that was dressed in all white with this red water.
* Pulling the fire alarm at church because he didn't feel like going to sunday school. They evacuated the entire building.
Those are just a few. I'm sure his older brother can fill multiple pages with many more stories. Having said this, I love Jeff and now that he's older and not a teenager, I love hearing these stories.
6 years ago