We Are Romantic

Paul's checkin' me out.  Ha ha!  Nerd joke!

Yesterday Paul asked me out on a date.  It went like this:

"Blah blah words in German blah blah German German?"

And then I said, "I have no idea what you just said."

And then he said, "Fewer words in German on a Date some more German with me, eating fried foods?"

And I said, "Ja!"

Today, we went on our date.  It went like this:

::walk to what's left of the Christmas Market booths::

::see they are closed::

::walk home::

So, instead, we had a Grilled Cheese Sandwich Contest for dinner.

I made a mozzarella-tomato-tilsitzer on wheat.  Paul made a, I kid you not, a tilsitzer and raspberry jam sandwich.  Which actually didn't taste nearly as terrible as it sounds--points for creativity!

Then we watched episodes of the Amazing Race from five years ago (because you can buy those for cheap) and got into a very long (2 hour) "discussion"...which is as close as we get to a "fight."

They sound something like this:

"Love, sometimes I feel as if maybe our communication is slightly like __(insert very long metaphor)____ and I would like to talk about how we can find a solution to this problem."

"Excellent point, beautiful.  Though perhaps it is more like __(equally complicated metaphor)_____.  I was thinking that perhaps we could maybe try _________.  Do you have any other suggestions that I might implement in my own actions?"

Seriously, we sound like an HR video called, "Dealing with Conflict in a Professional Atmosphere."

We are very weird.

And very romantic.

Now we're going to kiss.