How do I know I love my husband?
We can sit in a restaurant and overhear someone talking about Temple of Doom and both of us are whispering corrections to what the guy is saying back and forth. Then we start giggling at how they can’t remember Carrie Fisher played Princess Leia.
And then, THEN we discuss dropping in on a game at Gen Con guerilla style, despite not having a hotel room, because we love this particular game THAT MUCH.
And we both love Cabin Pressure because it’s a nice little comedy where no one is truly evil to each other — much like Parks and Recreation.
That’s how I know I married the right man for me.