(This post was first published on the in-between adventures)
If you’re married and you haven’t sat next to your spouse with no pants on, watching Brooklyn 99, then you’re missing out. But really.
A few weeks ago Jacob and I were sitting on our couch watching Wall-E and eating snacks. Our window was open and we heard some friends in the parking lot. They yelled up to our second floor apartment asking if we wanted to join them for half-off apps at Applebee’s. We looked at each other, decided it’d be fun, and then yelled back down. ‘Yes, we’ll be there in two minutes! We need to put clothes on.’ Continue reading “Marriage is about getting naked.”