And I farted in front of my husband for the first time.
(We started dating on February 13, 2011. I almost made it a year!)
It was a total accident.
I was mortified.
I think I played it off...
I'm about 99% positive that I convinced him that he was hearing things.
Last night, we got into a pretty huge fight.
For us...that means me crying in the kitchen, snot everywhere.
Him in the living room, mean-muggin, playing games on his iPhone.
We went to bed mad. Or at least I did, I have no idea if he was mad. Probably not. He did try to talk to me, but I wanted no part.
So, sue me.
I know we seriously violated two HUGE "marriage rules."
(1) Never go to bed angry
(2) Always kiss goodnight
Well...that's dumb. Sorry. If I have to work the next day & I'm mad at my husband, I'm not going to stay up all night crying and fighting. Besides, I don't know about y'all, but when I get tired, there is a steady incline of grumpy and unreasonable behavior. So yes, I believe in going to bed angry.
I also am not going to give out pity-kisses. No way. That's not my style. If I'm mad, I need some time to get over. Giving a fake, limp kiss will not do anything.
I know the argument against this type of behavior is: well what if one of you dies? I'll be honest and not so romantic. If my husband were to die in his sleep after we went to bed mad (which is bound to happen, I don't care who are) I would be sad that my last words to him were angry words. A pitiful little kiss that neither of us wanted would not have prevented the sadness and heartbreak I would feel if my husband died in his sleep (or in general). We do (and did last night) say "I love you" before falling asleep. The fight didn't make us stop loving each other...but neither one of us wanted any "sugar."
I did see this quote on Facebook today...
"Want to improve your marriage? Start by transforming complaints into positively states goals."
& that concludes today's talk on farts and fights. haha