Actually, it went exactly like this:
Me: Will, pretty please, can we decorate and start listening to music right when we get home from Thanksgiving break, with a cherry on top?!
Will: No way, Jose, we are not decorating until a week before Christmas!
Me: Oh no YOU dint just tell me what to do.
Will: You just asked me!
Me: Big mistake, buddy. Big mistake!
Will: I'm confused.
Me: Me too...
Me: December 1st is the day we decorate, final offer.
Will: December 15th
Me: December 9th
Will: December 14th
Me: December 12th
Will: December 20th
Me: NO FAIR, that's not how this negotiating thing works. Ho-kay!
Will: FINE, December 13th. Final offer!
Will and Marci shook on it. And, to seal the deal, a kiss was exchanged. Ewww, cooties.
It feels oh so good to be on the same page as your spouse. I'm now just counting the days down to the beautiful day of December 13th, when WILL and I will be decorating our home. I love the holidays, they bring a flood of memories that generate an unconditional amount of joy into my life. Makes me want to curl up by a fire, drink a cup of hot joe (i'm talking cocoa, people.), and cuddle up with the guy that makes me smile a million times a day. Seriously, I think I have lock jaw or something. He's got to stop being so funny all the time, geez mahn!