Thursday, February 19, 2009

Why I Love Geoff

Okay so I had thought about filling out that "25 Things" thing from Facebook since I've been tagged approximately 25 times by now to do it, but it's just so ... forced ... I just can't bring myself to do it.

This one, however, seemed like a lot more fun.

Mostly because it's not completely about me.

What are your middle names?
My middle name is Elaine and Geoff's is Michael. If Phoebe had been a boy, his name would have been Jack Michael. Jack after Geoff's 89 year old Grandfather, and Michael after his middle name. He fought with me to have Phoebe's middle name be Elaine up until the moment after she was born and I had stitches in a very uncomfortable place. He was on the phone with his Dad telling him the good news, and looked over at me and said "I don't know -- what's her middle name?" I looked at him and said "It's Elaine" in a tone that indicated that it was not up for discussion. After seeing what I had been through in the preceding 36 hours, I think he knew better than to argue.

How long have you been together?
Our first date will be four years ago this May 20th

How long did you know each other before you started dating?
He wanted to ask me out for New Year's Eve, but chickened out. He waited until I was dating someone else and promptly said to me "He obviously doesn't appreciate you". I broke up with that someone else, and 6 days later was driving to Cayucos for our first date.

Who asked whom out?
He didn't so much ask me out as he said to me "Well since you're going to be in town, we should go to dinner that Friday, but I'm already going to dinner with a former professor, so you can come, too, if you want". Geoff is a real romantic.

How old are each of you?
I'm 30 and he's 35. I love to tease him about our age difference, reminding him that when he was off brewing his own beer at UC Santa Barbara, I was only 14 years old.

Whose siblings do you see the most?
We see them equally, I would say.

Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
I'm not sure. We get along so well that it's difficult to say. I would guess that my inability to understand finances is something that causes his blood pressure to go through the roof, and for me it's probably his first love: fantasty football, that really makes me consider entering a convent.

Did you go to the same school?
We went to the same high school and college, but didn't meet until years later.

Are you from the same home town?
Yes. Our parents lived across the street from each other, we went to the same schools, we had the same friends, but didn't meet until our friend Jason (jokingly) told us while we were all in an online chat room: "Meghan, you and Geoff should get married. Your kids would be like Nazi poster children." You be the judge:

Who is smarter?
Geoff has more initials after his name as he is a Master of Biology, but I think our smarts are focused in different ways. He knows a LOT about science and politics and current events. I know more about, you know, Brad Pitt and food and not to put too many items of clothing in the washing machine because they won't get clean. *Cough*

Who is the most sensitive?
Probably me. But it was childbirth that caused it.

Where do you eat out most as a couple?
Is it wrong if I am honest and say the Chinese Buffet here in Atascadero? It's easy, close-by, inexpensive, and they have soft serve. What's not to like?

Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?

Who has the craziest exes?
No contest. By nature of having more of them, I win.

Who has the worst temper?
This is a close call. I get angry at crappy drivers and Geoff gets angry at football games and home improvement projects. I'd say I have the better cussing vocabulary (trying to get it out now before Phoebe learns how to talk), but Geoff is better at expressing his anger. I just let out a "FUCK!" and I'm over it. He will fume and storm around for awhile before calming down.

Who does the cooking?
Me. Although Geoff did make some blueberry pancakes a few weeks ago that were amazing. He knows how to cook some things, but he's also the same guy who measures dry goods with a liquid measuring cup and just thinking about that is going to give me an aneurism, so next question, please ...

Who is the neat-freak?
I can handle clutter up to a point and then I go insane and clean everything in sight. Geoff is a pack rat who gets more annoyed by the floors not being mopped. I'd say it's probably me who gets more irritated at messes, which doesn't make sense as I am more messy than he is. Self-loathing, perhaps?

Who is more stubborn?
The other night I said to him "It really bothers me that I have no say in rearranging the condo" and he said "What do you mean?" and I said "You know, like moving furniture around, putting the DVDs into cases, etc -- I never have a say in that stuff because any time I bring it up you go 'No, I like it the way it is now'" and he said "Never? I mean, never is a pretty strong word" and I said "Um, okay how about 95% of the time you get your way?" and he said "That seems a little high: Give me an example of something" and I said "Like the DVDs -- would it kill you to let me put them into a book?" and he said "But I like my DVDs out". I just looked at him and said "See? Never".

Who hogs the bed?
We're pretty good about not hogging the bed, but I know I steal the covers. It's not my fault: He starts out the night without them and gets cold and by that time I'm wrapped up like a burrito totally asleep and Lola is taking up the rest of them and he gets mad at the dog for taking up so much space on the bed. She's 14 lbs. And she sleeps on my side. Actually, I'd say Lola hogs the bed more than either of us since when she finds a spot she likes, she can be extremely stubborn about moving.

Who wakes up earlier?
Me, but that's because when Phoebe wakes up I feed her. Even before her, I woke up earlier though. But I thoroughly enjoy mornings. I love my coffee. My internet. My quiet sunlight through the windows. I get antsy if I'm awake in bed too long.

Where was your first date?
The Inn at Morro Bay. This was also where we got married.

Who is more jealous?
Probably me, but only because Geoff doesn't remember anything I talked about in the private chat rooms we had with our friends before we started dating, and before I had any need at all to censor what I was saying to the man who would become my future husband.

How long did it take to get serious?
I don't think we were ever not serious.

Who eats more?
I snack on chips and salsa, he robs the candy jar. We're pretty equal, although I think if we went toe to toe, I'd beat him.

Who does the laundry?
I do my laundry. He does his laundry. It works out best this way so I don't have to stand with him next to the washer and dryer and go "No, that doesn't go in the dryer" and listen to him exhale loudly with annoyance.

Who's better with the computer?
I just figured out like 7 months ago that the digital camera has a card on it to put into the laptop to upload pictures. Geoff has added memory and stuff to his desktop computer. Definitely him.

Who drives when you are together?
Me. I tend to get carsick.

What about you guys? Feel free to fill it out and post on your blogs and let me know about it!