I remember when I first brought up Forks to him and I sputtered on about how there was this whole group of completely awesome women making the trek out to the birthplace of Twilight and OMFG I want to go so badly and oh yeah, it was in Washington state. I expected eyerolling. I expected a resounding "Are you fucking nuts?" I expected him to call the men with the funny white coats immediately. But alas, he surprised me. His only question - was I sure these women weren't a bunch of psychos? Relieved, I told him if anything, they were all somewhat afraid of me with the guns and the freezer and the acres of unchartered land for body burying. He thought that was a good thing. He's kinda sick like that.
Now that is a fucking HOT group of ladies - and I use that word veeeeery loosely! I fucking miss you guys!
In the nine months leading up to Forks, Mr. LKW never had any interest in talking about Forks, meeting any of the girls I was going with, or sadly, watching Twilight to find out all the fuss was about - no matter how many blowjobs I promised him if he did. And every time I mentioned someone's name, he'd look at me blankly like it was the first time he'd ever heard this name in his life. I'd say "you know... she's one of my Twilight friends." I think he figured these "friends" would disappear after a while. Fat chance, asshole. These girls are here for life, suckah!
I'm not sure why it surprised me because in general, the hubs doesn't remember anyone's name. If he doesn't see someone on a regular basis, he's all blank stare, with no idea who that person is. People I've worked for years and years, I can say their name and 99.9% of the time he'll ask, "Who?" So he started giving people nicknames. I work with a woman who's husband is a cop. Her nickname is... can you guess? "Cop's wife." Yup, he's real fucking creative when it comes to the handles. I work with two girls with the same first name - one has nice tits so she's "Top Half" and one has a nice ass so she's "Bottom Half." Like I said, real fucking innovative.
This past weekend, I was down in NYC with my mother-in-law, and JJ and STY met me for lunch. I was very excited to see them and for Jenny to actually agree to come into the city on a day she's not working is fucking huge. I almost felt like I needed to offer to lick her twat or something for making the trip [note from STY: What am I, chopped liver??? Where's MY lmt offer???]. Even though we didn't get to spends loads of time together, it was still so great to see them both and give hugs and smooches and all that stuff. And I find it quite hysterical that both my MIL and SIL got to meet them before Mr. Latchkey!
When we got home, he asked if we had fun in the City... what did we see... how was lunch... the usual happy horseshit. And then he asked if "Dress Girl" was there. I looked at him in astonishment, my mouth agape. I couldn't believe my ears! This proves that he actually does listen to me - if only sporadically. He remembered that Jenny Jerkface only wears dresses and even told his mom that. And then he told her she never wears pants and that he liked that... he thought it was nice. [Um, don't get any fucking ideas dude... I'm the anti-Jenny, the bizarro-Jenny... the dress hater!]
Jenny... that's a pretty dress. I can almost see your vagina. Maybe that's why Mr. LKW thinks it's nice... Oh hai Hot Mess! *mwah*
I actually did a little a squeeeey happy dance in my head. Mr. Latchkey, the I-have-no-interest-in-anything-vampire-related-and-I-think-you're-weird-for-making-friends-online guy, has actually accepted my Twilighty friends as my REAL friends. It's about fucking time! I know some of you out there are lucky enough to have a S/O who accepts your obsession and even participates (or at least actively enables...) and a part of me is insanely jealous of you. But for those of you who's S/O is anti-Twilight like mine, has he shown even just a wee bit of growth (er, or regression down to your level) since your obsession started? Or has he become even more annoyed? Inquiring minds want to know!