Mr and Mrs C: Mysteries Revealed
What are your middle names?
Mine is Ruth.
His ARE François Luc Georges. No lie.
How long have you been together?
We've been together since he picked me up at Gare de Lyon station on November 17, 1997.
How long did you know each other before you started dating?
We met in a boozy bar, surrounded by Irish boys boozing. We went on our first date the next day. It was bliss.
Who asked whom out?
Because you really think that we spoke the same language?
How old are each of you?
He's 38, I'm 34
Whose siblings do you see the most?
Mr C doesn't have any. And my family is [mostly] in Canada.
Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
Certain cultural differences. For example: I can't tell you how many times we've argued over the childrens's homework. I come from a country where kids don't have crippling homework at Kilian and Brenna's age and this is a country that has a lot of it. Because I don't have the memories of working so hard at their age, I often forget that I should be breaking out the whip more.
Did you go to the same school?
Nope.
Are you from the same home town?
Hardly. I come from a prairie town in Alberta and he was born and raised in Paris and the burbs.
Who is smarter?
I've probably got a higher IQ, but that doesn't make me smarter. Far from it. I'm just better at taking tests.
Who is the most sensitive?
This is a tough one. I think I'm the more emotional one (try and imagine my head bursting into flame and then rapidly extinguishing), but Mr C is probably the one that would take things more personally (slow burner).
Where do you eat out most as a couple?
As a couple? Without the urchins? Um.... Dunno. We're more likely to want to try different places rather than get into a rut. We both like couscous and sushi.
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
Egypt scared the shit out of me. But technically, Calgary is further from Paris than Egypt.
Who has the craziest exes?
Neither one of us. Mine are in Canada and he insists that 'I'm the first'. Whatever.
Who has the worst temper?
A toss up. I'm more a grumbler which can escalate to war if Mr C has a slow burn going on.
Who does the cooking?
If I don't cook, we eat eggs. I like eggs, but not for every meal. To me, cooking is a boring but necessary chore. I'd rather eat ice cream.
Who is the neat-freak?
As sad as this may sound, but when comparing Mr C and myself, I'm more of a neat freak than he is. Seriously. You should be frightened.
Who is more stubborn?
We both are. I sometimes have to bide my time to get what I want.
Who hogs the bed?
Mr C. Dude sleeps in the middle of the bed and has at least 15 pairs of elbows. Happily, I've got the same amount of knees.
Who wakes up earlier?
On work days, it's me. On the weekend, it's Mr C. Then he accuses me of sleeping the day away...
Where was your first date?
PARIS. We kept hopping in and out of the métro, visiting and walking and necking on the Champs Elysées. The most romantic evening of my life. Pinky swear.
Who is more jealous?
He is.
How long did it take to get serious?
Minutes.
Who eats more?
There are certain things that I can no longer bring into the house. Fruit flavoured yoghurts being one of them. Mr C has been known to get up in the middle of the night and decimate a whole 16 pack of individually packed yoghurts (125 ml each?). Then he'll complain the next day about a tummy ache.
Who does the laundry?
Laundry sux. We both do a bit. Though I have do my wool sweaters first otherwise he throws those babies into the dryer.
Who’s better with the computer?
I am.
Who drives when you are together?
I do. Mr C has a new company car that is swwweeeeetttttttt. It's a Citroën C4 and whenever I drive that thing, I feel like a grown up. It's so comfortable and so far from the usual hunks of junk that Mr C and I buy for our personal consumption, that I've officially named it "George" and have promised to love it forever.
That was fun. Thanks Shutterbitch and Ms Mac!
8 COMMENT(s):
Ohh my husband has a company car too. We love that thing. It has totally changed out attitudes about road trips. It seems to me like international relationships get serious fast because you kind of have to know asap if you are going to give it a go or not... We were serious from the moment I hopped off the plane and MrB was there with a friend (he didn't have his drivers licence at the time... slacker!) to whisk me away in a Super5 that felt like a roller skate to me. Makes me think that I will have to write about our beginnings here sometime soon too.
Let me know if you want to do lunch sometime...
I keep seeing this around and think that I should do it as well. Maybe I will...
How cute :)
My husband has three middle names too. But half the time he doesn't remember what they are or what order they are in and has to ask me.
Oh, your first date sounds like heaven. Did they make a movie of it, bcause I feel like I've seen it before!
Ashley: Yup. Pretty much immediate. I'm still up for lunch. Deffo.
Free Man: It's sort of fun. Though I should be working on my Interview 2009 assignment. :-)
Megan: It occured to me last night that I messed up the order of the Mr C's middle names. I think it's Luc François Georges. It's those three anyway...
Ms Mac: It certainly felt like it was straight up out of a movie. Ah...
It was really nice to read this post.
I feel a certain kinship for your love story, having experienced un coup de foudre the first time I saw my own husband's face across the counter of a stone company in San Francisco in 1985.
Just before I went to sleep last night I told him--he who survived a massive LAD "widow maker" heart attack on 03/02/02--that I was really happy with all the things we had done--all the earth we had seen, all the art we had seen, all the music we had heard, all the food we had eaten, all the transport we had taken--together during our shared life. I might even be more gratified had we had children, as you and your husband had done, together, but that will be for another incarnation.
I'm happy to be privy to such details that flesh out the artistic human being that you are, Madame C.
Amitiés,
La Framéricaine: You describe your life with your husband so wonderfully. I hope that we'll have as many wonderful memories.
Bless.
Love your answers!
Post a Comment