House of Farrer: Marriage and Ice Cream

B and I have been married 12+ years and we have never been to any kind of marriage seminar or class. We did the required premarital counseling at church before we got married and that's it. Recently, the chaplain at B's work announced he would be hosting a series of marriage classes over the next few months FREE for employees of the PD. Yay! B signed up and our first class was last weekend.

The first session was all about communication. B and I sort of pride ourselves on our communication skills, but I learned a lot. And because we were the best communicators there we won a prize at the end of night. Ok, maybe we won the prize because the chaplain's wife drew our name out of a bowl. Actually, she drew the name "Burt", but turns out it was really Brent written illegibly. The point is WE WON A PRIZE! I like to win things. Our prize was this Mr/Mrs coupon book and Mr/Mrs journal. So fun. I really want to use the journal to write ~~to do lists~~ notes for B once in awhile about things he is doing right, things I love about him, things I am praying for him, etc. I'm sure you get the point. It would make me so happy if he would write some notes for me in his section of the journal as well (hint hint). I already used one of the coupons and bought him a little treat while I was at the grocery store this week.

The class was over by 7 o'clock so B gave me a quick tour of the PD (I had never been inside before - weird huh?). It was a lot nicer than what I would have expected. They had a Boston Baked Bean candy machine which totally made my night. B said I was probably the first person to ever put a quarter in that machine. I can't help that I have better taste in candy than most of the meat heads at the PD.

My parents were at our house with the taters and B didn't have to be at work for a couple hours so we decided to make an ice cream stop. We tried Kikkiberri for the first time. I am a big fan of all self-serve froyo shops, and thought it was really good. B is more of a Coldstone guy. Ice cream is an area that we just don't see eye to eye on, but like all good marriage counselors would say "Differences in ice cream preference don't in any way indicate incompatibility." Just kidding, I made that up. If you're dating someone who doesn't like ice cream, or who prefers the weird fruity sour flavors, I would advise you to think twice before going much further with that relationship. If you've already married one of these types it's going to be hard but you'll just have to learn to deal with it. ;)

It has become almost impossible to get a good self pic of B and I. He just cannot produce a normal smile for the camera. These are the only decent pics I got out of probably fifty attempts, and B is basically photo bombing OUR OWN PHOTO in the bottom one. I wanted to try for a better one but there were a few other peeps in Kikkiberri, and the whole photo shoot thing was starting to get embarrassing.