A Matter of Perspective...

Every now and then I post on here about the differences in communication Matt and I have. Usually, it's not too bad, an Aussie and a Yank living in the UK can usually come to a good middle ground on vocabulary and accents. But every now and then, a little confusion still happens.

Today was such a day.

We decided to be crazy and adventurous today and see a matinee of Star Trek. It's a short bus ride from our flat and movies (and short distances) are some of the few things I can still do comfortably being 9 months pregnant. The theater is also located in the same complex as the large Sainsbury's where we shop.

After the movie, Matt headed down to Sainsburys to pick up a few things we needed, while I cooled my heels at a coffee shop also in the complex (normally I'd go along with him, but I keep getting dang contractions that don't go anywhere, but are intense for short spurts, I was going through such a time).

When we got home, Matt was in the front room/kitchen area putting things away and I was in our bedroom tending to the all important (and quite consuming) task of taking my shoes off my semi-swollen feet. Now our flat is very small, so it's not uncommon for us to be able to carry on a conversation while in these two spots.

I will now attempt to recreate our conversation as I heard it:

Matt: Oh, you know what I forgot to get?

Me: What?

Matt: More mince.

Me: Oh, (I'm not too bothered by that).

Matt: Oh! And you know what else I forgot?

Me (struggling with reaching down to take off my shoe): What?

Matt: Cod.

Me (puzzled because we don't really eat much fish and cod definitely wasn't on the list): You forgot what?

Matt: to get a cod!

Me: Cod?

Matt: No...COD!

Me (thoroughly confused): You forgot to get cod?

Matt (deeper in the kitchen): Yes, I forgot to get a cod.

Me (still confused): Cod? As in C-O-D?

Matt: No, a Cod! C-A-R-D!

Me (remembering that we needed to pick some up for weddings/birthdays today): Oh, a card!

Matt: That's what I've been saying this whole time!

So there you have it, people complain about communication in their marriages all the time, but in our case I think there's actually some legitimacy to the claim.

Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better...

There are few things I like more in the world than watching Matt watch football. He gets so into it, and it's pretty funny to watch him yell at the TV and be an armchair quarterback (though I'm not sure what you call it when it's related to soccer/football).

He's convinced that if given a chance, he'd be the best football manager in the world.

I've come to the conclusion that men never grow out of wanting to be firemen or policemen or professional athletes, it's nice to see the little boy inside, eh?

No baby yet, but we're anxiously waiting. Matt can't wait for the day when he can watch sports with our girl. He's convinced she'll be as into it as he is from day one. Personally, I think she'll need a few months.