I went to Blockbuster last night to return some movies we had checked out over the weekend and seeking to avoid going back to the houseful of rowdy children on a whim, perused the aisles for something to pop in the old DVD player.
Is anyone else ready for the new TV season to begin????
I saw the movie “Fireproof” and grabbed it since apparently I am the last Christian in America that hasn’t seen it and came back home and announced to Mr. CPQ that control of the evening remote had been wrested from his hand and we were watching my movie.
Hmmm…control issues much?
Mr. CPQ had visions of Quantum of Solace in his head, but I must have been giving off some of those “don’t mess with me” vibes, so he plopped down on the couch to watch it with me.
Surprisingly, we got into the movie if for no other reason than getting to watch Kirk Cameron in something other than Growing Pains reruns. And no, the irony is not lost on me that I’m admiring the handsome looks of an actor while I’m watching a movie about protecting my marriage. But if they had cast Gary Coleman, it just wouldn’t have been the same.
And right at the critical scene when the wife discovers the hero in her husband and comes running back to him, our romantic evening was interrupted by a ginormous “where’d I lose my license plate” cockroach deciding to run across the fireplace. I, of course, screamed like a little girl and jumped across the couch and I said, “GIT IT!” and my gorgeous hunk o’ husband sprang/sprung off the couch to kill it and in the process pulled some muscles that were already a little tight from a less than pleasant training session with Nadia the Gym Nazi. After slaying the dragon, I kid you not, he wound up in a big quivering heap in the middle of the floor.
Having already learned a few lessons from the movie, I praised his bug killing prowess and pledged my undying love to him as the vanquisher of all things skittery, and in true Mr. CPQ fashion, he did not fail to make me laugh by waving my sandal his weapon in the air and issuing his somewhat pained battle cry.
Have a nice day.