I reminded my wife this morning that BD2 was opening up.
She told me she's already scheduled Saturday morning to see it with her best friend, but she promised she would see it with me later.
I told her no problem, we can see it all together. She then got that look on face.
First, of all, I'm one hell of a guy and husband. I could tell she was looking forward to a girl's day out, so I said no problem. I know she wants another gal beside her so they can both gush and emote without thinking twice about the guy sitting there next to them. My presence might inhibit that. I also eat popcorn and that can be distracting. I understand.
...still, I'm irked.
I really wanted to see that Saturday. And, my ego is a little wounded.
I work hard for the money, so hard for it honey.
And now, I cry the tears of a clown, when there's no one around.
I just ordered a case of Alaskan Winter Ale. I feel better now.
I was going to go for some very subtle guilt trips, you know, milk it out for whatever it's worth, but then I remembered that is exactly what Jacob would do. Then again, Jacob was too obvious, but unfortunately Bella was too clueless. It suddenly occurred to me I was going for a more clever version of Jacob, which should be an oxymoron. Sure, I have that capability, but do I really want to unleash that on my own wife? No, I decided, she's my Bella (kinda sorta) so I'm going to do an Edward and put up Christmas decorations while she's out and cook dinner when she comes back. And, drink beer, because I'm human and I need sustenance.
Yes, that is exactly what Edward would do if he were a middle-aged human, drink beer and decorate, and maybe pee behind the shed outside if Bella wasn't around. The similarities between him and I are uncanny (except for the shed thing, I would never do that).
"It will take an amazing amount of control,” she mused. “More even than Carlisle has. He may be just strong enough…the only thing he’s not strong enough to do is stay away from her. That’s a lost cause.”