Um. WHAT. He then tried to explain that there were some cute witches. Like the Good Witch of The North in The Wizard of Oz. I said, "But, I clearly don't look like that!"
He then said, "Your hair just looks all spidery like." (again, I am not understanding the resemblance to this.....
(Not sure what the fish on the wand is for, but it's kinda awesome)
Me: "So are you trying to say that I look like Medusa?"
Sean: "YES!! That's exactly it!!!! Thank you!!"
Gee. Thanks Sean. I love you too!
I then asked him if he thought I had a big head. He said "No I think it's fine."
I said, "Well, were you a little surprised at how big it was?"
He said, "Well actually, yes a little bit. I guess maybe I just thought mine would be bigger?"
Then he said that I was a big mess, but he meant it in a nice way. I asked him if he was glad that he married me. He said he was. I asked if it was everything he thought it would be. He said that he got more than he was expecting. I asked him if that was a compliment? He said it was like ordering a vanilla shake, and then finding out it had cookie dough in it. I asked him if I was good cookie dough, and if he wanted it, because clearly he didn't order it in the first place. He said he just meant that I had a big personality. Um. BIG? like not good, or cool, or awesome. BIG? He kept trying to say he just meant a lot of personality. Man. I am really developing a complex.
So we left for the movie. I wanted to go see something scary or with a lot of action. You know, a guy flick. Like District 9 or something. Sean wanted to go see Julie and Julia. I have already seen it. Did I love it? Yes. But I thought it would make more sense for us poor newlyweds to see something that both of us hadn't seen. I gave in to my macho husband and we saw Julie and Julia.
But I must say, I am proud because I got to take my Cinemark cup. I also didn't know that if you buy the cup, you can get any Nestle product for 2.50 instead of 3.50. I got a HUGE drink and Buncha Crunch for $5! Wahoo!
I am lying in bed right now, and Sean just left to clean my car. He said it was really bothering him. I told him that I wasn't going to put up a fight like I normally do when he tries to be productive and I want to be lazy. He owes me. Right now I have a "Big Head/Medusa/Big Mess/Big Personality Complex.
P.S. My dad just commented and said him and my mom measured their heads. My dads is 24-1/4 and my moms is 19-1/2. I can't figure out if that makes me feel better or not. :(