When Kurt and I text, I like to say unexpected things, like "I love your guts!"
It keeps the magic alive.
The other day, I decided to liven up the conversation. And things went horribly wrong.
Me: "I love your sticky butt!"
Me: "Eew. I meant stinky. Sorry, but I'm not touching your sticky butt with a ten foot pole."
A few hours later...
Kurt: "I'm training right now for the Sauna World Championships... On the bus :("
Me: "Is that why your butt is so sticky?"
Me: "Mmm, sounds tasty. Kidding. I probably won't ever be able to look at your butt again."
Weird, huh? You're probably wondering why I chose to share that with you.
I'm a chronic over-sharer, people. That's why I blog.
But also, I wanted to share this link. He wasn't just making that whole Sauna World Championship thing up.
I cannot wait to sign up for this sport!
JUST KIDDING. Obviously.
I cannot believe I married a Finnish guy.