Okay... a lot of you have left the most lovely comments about Scott and I sketching at the Louvre. It was fun, dreamy, romantic, etc... but I never want to leave the impression that that's normal for us.
It's just not! We are a totally normal couple with faults and flaws and every once in a while we can't stand the sight of each other... hope we aren't the only ones!!!
I will admit fully that Paris changed us. We treat each other so much better now, and our outlook on life has changed 180 degrees, but we still have our moments. I've decided to share one such moment with you here... a moment in Paris where we didn't... dare I say?... get along...
I will NOT tell you what we were fighting about, but I was upset with Scott. We were in our Montematre apartment, at the TOP OF A GIANT HILL, and it was ten o'clock at night. I was starving, and of course there was nothing in the apartment to eat. I told Scott all I wanted was some potato chips. Mind you, on the hill in Montematre, at night, there are restaurants open, but that's it! There are NO grocery stores, NO convenience stores, and trust me, if there were, they are NOT loaded with junk food in any form.
Scott told me NO WAY was he going out to search for potato chips on a cold night in Paris. I whined... I know...it's ugly... but I was CRAVING salt. So while I laid in the nice warm bed, he got up, got dressed, and took off... and I didn't even feel guilty!!!
He was gone at least 45 minutes. He had to go DOWN the hill and walk and walk. Nothing was open. He finally found a crepe window, and then had to walk UP the hill. When he got back, he handed me a COLD cheese crepe. I knew I should be happy, thankful even, but it was so NOT what I wanted.
I started CRYING... does anyone besides Scott think I need intervention????
So... the next day, I still wanted some chips. Seriously, I love Paris and all that, but sometimes you just want something junky to eat. I didn't mention to Scott that I still wanted them, but I had my eyes open. Finally, at a metro stop, there was a tiny place to buy cigarettes and gum... then... I spied it...
A can of Pringles!!! Scott started laughing and went to buy them. Once we did the exchange rate, that one can of Pringles costs $7.50!!!!!!!!
Here I am... the absolute MOST immature person in the world, eating my chips...
and bonus... the chips didn't even taste normal. They weren't salty enough, and they had a weird after taste.
I learned that day, that if I see a package of chips, and I'm even thinking I might want some, get them! I might not see them again for a long time.
Here I am... sitting along one of the lakes at Versailles... do you see what I'm eating??????
The moral of the story is... a person can act like an immature baby on either side of the globe!!
Just keepin' it real...
~Teri
P.S. Disclaimer... this post makes me sound like a psycho. I am perfectly well adjusted, not a whiner, and I usually go with the flow pretty well...usually :)
12 comments:
Too funny! Isn't that the way it always goes? We whine, fuss and pout about something we want sooo bad and even argue about it and then in the end when we finally do get what we wanted it ends up not even being worth it! Ugh! It's happened to me sooo many times! LOL! Thanks for keeping it real!
Your honesty is why we all can identify with you so well. GIrl, we've all craved those chips! We didn't have time for dinner between a day trip and seeing a play the other night, so what did we do at 11:00 as we were hunting for a taxi?? Buy me a bag of chips! At least they weren't Pringles!!
Thanks for sharing!
Debi
Oh, Teri, so glad you aren't Paris Perfect 24/7! LOL!! (You really didn't have me fooled...you're a woman, after all, hahaha) This story is great. I was just about to write a post paying homage to Johnny for playing nurse to me the past three days...now I'm really inspired! Pringles...too funny!
That is too funny and a story that I can totally relate to that. We all get that way at times, especially when traveling! Have a great day, Teri! :)
Ha, ha, ha, ooo this is funny because it is soooo true. Not just in couplehood, but couplehood in travel or in the midst of change. At least I know we (hubby and I) have had a few of the "meltdown" moments. And I know if anyone had to deal with me in a meltdown I would want it to be him. He is the "i am here for you but you are gonna snap out of this" type of husband...thankfully. And so funny you mentioned chips as the go to food touchstone because that is the same for our family. It is the emergency snack. Thank you for honestly and delightfully sharing the good, the bad and the hungry of travel.
Teri,
That is exactly why Scott wins "best husband in the family." No one else I know except maybe your son-in-law would ever do that. You are truly blessed and somertimes just a "titch" spoiled. I love it.
Hi Teri! Thanks for stopping by to visit my blog and taking the time to comment. Your blog is delicious and have to tell you I feel so much better knowing I am not the only one who acts like a two year old sometimes. Now I'm sure I'm much older than you and at 53 and post menopausal I can tell you that menopause caused me to have many a strange outburst and tearfests. Silly I know but when your hormones are raging your mouth says things your brain cannot believe it's hearing! :)
That's hilarious and your last photo is so funny! I think the guy in the white shirt in the background is wondering what in the world you are doing :)
Paris will definately change a person. But we are all human...
That was so funny! I love your honesty and your humor. Your husband is a keeper for sure! Jennifer:)
Your photo is too cute honey! Another great post. I love to see what you are up to. Thanks for the comments on the J.D. Salinger post. I agree with you..it would be interesting to see what else he has in that safe! Kori xoxo
there's nothing like a good, old potato chip. nothing
else will satisfy.
taking my girls to april in paris. can't wait! until then
i will live vicariously through your lovely blog.
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