I’m a firm believer in laughter. Varun and I take great joy in laughing
at with each other over cultural and linguistic confusions. Here’s what we’ve been laughing about this week…
Me: Oh, that reminds me of this movie I used to watch as a kid, Bambi.
Me: No, Bambi. It’s about this little deer, and his mom gets shot–
Me: Um. Wait. No, the forest burns down..and then his mom gets shot?–
Me: No, there’s more. There’s something happy….
Varun: You have very strange children’s movies.
In other news, when we got married I found a shirt in Varun’s clothing collection that raised several questions. I tried to explain why it’s an exercise/sleeping-only-shirt. The other day, I noticed Varun was wearing it before our prayer meeting. I mentioned that *maybe* he would want to throw on something else. He laughed and said, “Let’s see if they notice!”
Would you believe that they did, in fact, notice?
Mid-way through a prayer request, our friend A asked, “WHAT is going on with your shirt?” (Or something to that effect. We were laughing too hard to remember his words).
Varun looked at his shirt nonchalantly and said, “Oh. I got it at my bachelor party. I wore it a bunch to church and stuff before Amelia explained it to me”.
(In case, like Varun, you’re unfamiliar with this phrase….A cougar is an older woman who pursues younger men)