And how much it reminded us of...well, us. Which got me to thinking about our relationship and just how much it's changed over the years.
Let's take the jealousy issue, and those of you with relationships anywhere near the 20 yr mark will get this.
Stages of Jealousy
Oh, God will someone please flirt with my husband so he will quit whining about losing his MoJo. (I miss saying MoJo)
But be careful what you wish for because just when you're at that last stage it might all flip on you. You might exit the woman's bathroom at an afternoon matinee of Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince just in time to see a drunken female grinding on your man as two ushers attempt a very awkward rescue (true story). The terror in your husband's eyes may be the only thing that saves him. That and the face that you are torn between hysterical laughter, and a growing desire to find where above mentioned chickie obtained the alcohol.
I digress. What I mean to say is, don't take each other for granted. True love is something you have to work at.
Sure, it's fun to daydream about a passion filled, whirlwind romance with Ian Somerhalder.
But can you imagine him looking at you across the dining room table as you sit, still in your pajamas at 4 in the afternoon, hair twisted up with one of the scrungies from your secret 80's stash, yesterday's makeup smeared down your face as you concentrate on finishing another chapter of your latest manuscript, and whispering, "God, you're so hot. Wanna fool around?"
I don't think so.
That is true love, peeps. True Love. Or last year's prescription eyeglasses and a double shot of NyQuil.
To the ups and downs and everything in between. Love you, baby.