getting a little awkward

Have you ever thought something was so funny, and you knew you probably shouldn't say it out loud, but it was just so funny that you had to tell someone?  And then you tell them and there is that long awkward silence while you laugh at something that only you find funny?  Well this is like that.  So if you don't like awkward stories, feel free to stop reading now.  I was reading a story in cosmo and a girl was saying how she had on short cut off shorts that were all frayed.  It was her time of the month.  Her and her boyfriend sat down on a bench, straddling it, and facing each other.  He thought her tampon was a long string on her shorts and thought he'd help her out by ripping it off.  Well if that isn't awkward enough, as I am reading this I kind of thought of Woody.  You know, off of Toy Story?  When you pull his string he says things like, "Reach for the skies!!" or "There's a snake in my boots!!"  And that is what I thought of when I read about her string getting pulled.  If it were me, I would have probably said, "There is a snake in my boots!"  And now every time I think of tampons I think of Woody and one of his little lines goes through my head.  Maybe everyone should wear their cowboy hat during that time of the month to go with their pull string.

Last night was a good night.  My MIL came over and we sat and talked and she told all kinds of stories about Josh growing up.  He maybe got a little embarrassed.  We stayed up way too late, and I was a little late for work.  We went to bed at 11 though, and I just couldn't fall asleep until 2.  Wanna know why?  You know those touch lamps that turn on when you touch the metal?  The last week mine turns itself on.  When we are not even close to touching it.  It wouldn't be so weird if I came home from work and it was on.  But it ONLY does it when we are in bed.  Something is turning it on.  And it scares the crap outta me.  This will probably not help with my insomnia.  I did get an appointment with a specialist though.  In February.  Two more months of this crap.

Today my lover and I have been married for six months.  I can't believe Hawaii was six months ago.  I can't believe six months has gone by since we were walking down the beach hand in hand at six in the morning.  I miss that place a lot.  It will always have a special place in my heart.  And at the same time, I can't believe we have only been married for six months.  I feel like I have known that guy my whole life.  I think he has always been a part of me.  Even when he was going on his first date and I was only eight years old :-)  I really love that guy.  I miss him a lot today.