A Conversation I Might Have Had With My Beautiful Bride, On a Cold Winter’s Night Some Years Ago

Me: Damn, it’s cold.
My Beautiful Bride: This new J Crew catalog rocks!
Me: Cold.
My Beautiful Bride: And I found this really cute top. It’s red with white.
Me:
My Beautiful Bride: Not white with red; y’know mostly red. It’s got good support. I’ll need to buy some shorts to go with it, of course.
Me:
My Beautiful Bride: Here. Look at this. See. Good support.
Me: Aren’t you cold?
My Beautiful Bride: And this sweater looks way cool. I think I’ll get it too.
Me:
My Beautiful Bride: Oooh! And these flats would match the sweater.
Me:
My Beautiful Bride: Do you think these brown shoes would match?
Me:
My Beautiful Bride:
Me: Wanna go cruising?
My Beautiful Bride: ok.
Me: I don’t mean like for a weekend. I mean for a year or so. Quit our jobs. Caribbean. Rum drinks. Palm trees. Like that.
My Beautiful Bride: I said ok.
Me: You serious?
My Beautiful Bride: Did I stutter?
Me: Ok. Fall of 2008; We are out of here.
My Beautiful Bride: Fine.
Me:
My Beautiful Bride:
Me:
My Beautiful Bride: I know you’re cold. I’m cold too. This house does have a thermostat, lazybones.  So does the brown match?
Me: Nah. Too dark. The peep toe heels look better anyway. Try pairing them with the knit cardigan on page 12.
My Beautiful Bride: I was thinking of that!
Me: Great minds…