I'm still tired of talking about Matt, so we'll get those updates over with quickly so we can talk about something else.
I'd tell you that I desperately want to see The Fault in Our Stars movie, and that the previews make me want to cry and that I can't wait. I'd ask if you want to see it with me, and we could bawl our faces off together. You understand.
I'd share a YouTube clip of something I saw on So You Think You Can Dance about an all-ladies tap group, and tell you how much I am dying to be a part of something like that.
Then I'd complain about the speeding ticket I got last week on my way to tap class.
I'd tell you that, after nine years of togetherness, Matt and I have officially crossed into the territory of sharing too much personal information, and that I am kind of not okay with talking about bodily functions with my husband. And hopefully you'd commiserate and share an awkward story, and we'd laugh over the silliness of being in relationships.
What would you say if we went out for that coffee?
P.S. I went to this cute, "rustic" new coffee place in Downtown Bryan yesterday, Harvest Coffee Bar. It reminds me a lot of our wedding venue, which is a few blocks over. The barista made me a delicious chai latte, and complimented my shoes. I'll be going back soon.