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Just a couple that I remembered from semi-recently...

James: "If I were a conscious dinosaur right now, I would..." (What?  What does that even mean?)

(Talking about our visiting guests)
Me: Do you know what they're up to tomorrow?
James: Nope
Me: Are they here tomorrow night too?
James: They smell like white people

Preservation of Adorable Wife

James; "You're so adorable."
Me: "Aw, thanks babe."
James: "You're so adorable, I almost don't want to have any kids with you, and have them with a different partners just so you can continue to be an adorable housewife."

I get it, and it's funny--James' compliments are sometimes unconventional and sound kind of ridiculous but all of the time they are from his heart.

Oh Shit, James Is Going To Die, Part I

One of the many reasons why I enjoy life so much may be because we are celebrating everyday because, simply put, we're not dead.  Yay!

From my perspective, James keeps on almost dying.  So when he doesn't (thankfully!!!) I am the happiest person on earth.  With a heart attack.

This has occurred a couple of times now, and one of them happened last night.  It has to do with this:

Ginger Baby

I'm preparing dinner.  I'm grating ginger.

James: "I feel like our first baby is going to look like that."

Me: "Uh...ginger?"

James: "Yeah! You know, like a ginger baby?"

Me (and Mahal who is standing nearby): "Umm, okay..."

James: "I'm serious!  Just google on ginger images.."

Me: "HAHAHAHA!! Ginger images? Is that like google images for ginger only?"

[hilarity ensues.]

[normally this joke would probably end here.]

James: "Can I see your phone?"

Me: "Yeah, it's right here."

James, typing: "Gi-n-g-er...b-aa-b-y..."

Me: "Are you seriously looking up 'ginger baby'?"

If you're curious about what my first born will look like, follow the jump...

Normal Convo #382

James: "I have something weird I just have to say."
Me: "Okay...What is it?"
(Roommate) Mahal: "Is it about the kimchee?"
James: "No, it's about lions."
Me: "What's in your pocket?"
James: "Underwear."

We're Moving!

Yep, our *very own* place!

No more sharing the bathroom, no more cleaning up after someone's boiling-over-rice-cooker mess (aka James' nemesis), no more competing for space in the egg tray in the fridge (James: "What the? Who put their eggs here??  This is OUR spot!")

We got this adorable 2LDK (that stands for 2 bedroom, living, dining, and kitchen unit).  The two rooms are tatami and the rest is almost all wood.  It feels like a traditional Japanese home.  I'm in love with all the natural materials inside and I can't wait to make it a comfortable, homey space.  

Let the nesting mode commence!

After we moved all the furniture into the new place on Tuesday (I luckily found a friend who was moving out of the country and we got a good set of starter stuff), we went to Nitori, a home store, and bought all of our new bedding/futon.  There were a million options (there were 2 isles of pillows alone!) which of course, totally overwhelmed me.  But James dealt with me amazingly and just let me freak out and talk my decision-making-thought-process out, made me laugh, and a couple hours later we walked out successfully with everything. Well, not literally walked out with it, because Nitori has an awesome system where they'll deliver your stuff to your door, so we didn't have to lug it onto the bus.  Horray!

Here's more of James being James...