T is a funny man. At least to me.

Last night T and I went on a RedBox run.  We were looking specifically for Disney's "Earth."  We couldn't get it at the first RedBox so we went looking for a second one.  We were following the mighty, mighty iphone's directions when I spied a different RedBox at a 7-11.  So T made a crazy turn into the 7-11 that the cashier and a bunch of people in the parking lot saw.  We were laughing at our crazy driving and as T was getting out of the car I leaned over and kissed him.  Then T got out of the car.

Except the car started moving!  A lot!  It was still in drive.  I yelled, "T the car is moving!"  My first thought was "I should hit the brakes," but I couldn't figure out how I would get over to the driver's seat quick enough because I still had my seat belt on - it's amazing what you can think in a 1/100th of a second - so I slammed the car into park.  I didn't even think about the emergency break.  T jumped back into the car and stepped on the brake at the same time.  And we were laughing.  At least I was!  We almost went through the front window of a 7-11!  (Don't worry Mom, we were a good six feet from the window when we stopped.)

Today T and I were folding laundry.  I noticed that T was only folding his clothes.  I asked him why he didn't fold any of my clothes.  T said, "I don't know how to fold your stuff.  Especially your socks.  They are so small.  They are like little foot toboggans."  I laughed until my abs were sore.  Thanks for the good workout, T!

Tonight T and I got in the car to return "Earth" to the RedBox machine.  I asked T, "Do you have the DVDizzle?"  (because I add "dizzle" to just about anything).  And T replied, "I'm all over it.  I have the Dazzle my DVs."  I laughed all the way to the RedBox.  It was just the way he said it - in his totally normal voice - not joking or anything.

Anyway, I love that guy.