Sunday, September 19, 2010

Love that guy

Three quirky happenings from this weekend that remind me why I love my husband so much:

1). Saturday morning I woke up early to work on school stuff. I was downstairs drinking my coffee and tediously working when I hear Mr. Ruby get out of bed. I look up to see him groggily walking down the stairs in his boxer briefs, disheveled hair and tilted glasses. I smirk to myself because he HATES mornings and usually doesn't talk to me for about an hour. Then, he began to sing under his breath: "Fat Joe, R. Kelly with Papaaa".

I mean, I haven't heard that line from the popular 90's R&B song "We Thuggin" since..well...the 90's.

2). Yesterday, Mr. Ruby referred to our little miniature dachshund Samson as a "stand up guy".

3). Last night, we were at an engagement party and my friend randomly noticed Gabe's toes. He was wearing sneakers, and every few seconds, he would double-jointedly bend his toes up at a 90 degree angle...almost to a beat. His toes were seriously dancing. We watched and laughed for about 20 minutes. Maybe it was the sangria laughing, but it was hilarious at the time. Thanks to my friend Rachael, we now call him "Twinkle Toes".

Love that guy!

P.S. Look for more vacation posts this week! ;)


~Mrs. Guru~ said...

LOl, love that photo!

Jen said...

LOL What a funny guy! Great pic!