Yesterday evening I was on the phone with my mom, talking to her about the weekend. SK was half asleep, on the couch next to me and could only hear one side of the conversation, obviously...
Mom: "So do you still want to go out to dinner on Friday for your birthday?"
Me: "Yeah! Definitely. I'm pumped."
Mom: "I'm guessing we all already know where you want to go..."
Dad (in the background): "Sweet, Babins!"
Me: "Yeah, I am guessing that is what I will want to do, I mean unless something totally crazy happens this week to make me completely change my mind and not want to."
At that point I can see SK pop up on the couch, motioning for me to turn to look at him.
SK, with a concerned look on his face: "What are you talking about? What do you mean 'if you don't change your mind about it?'"
Me, giving him a confused look: "I'm talking to my mom about where I want to go for my birthday dinner...I'm thinking Babin's. That ok with you?"
SK, heaving a huge sigh of relief and sinking back down into the couch: "Oh Jesus...yeah, of course Babin's is fine. I thought you were talking about changing your mind about buying the house with me."
So yes, SK and I bought a house. We close May 5th! Housewarming party, anyone?