Conceited

Let me set the scene...

Last night Austin and I are laying in bed...

I am checking Facebook on my laptop...

Austin is surfing the web on his phone...

I know you totally thought this was going to be dirty but I'll over look that and go on...

All of a sudden I hear, "What no comments? Do they think I'm that ugly?"

It takes me a second to come out of my own thoughts to realize he is talking... Well not just talking but actually talking to me.

He looks at me like I've grown another head and a couple of ears or something and shows me his phone.

I bust up laughing because he is showing me this.

It took me awhile to explain to him that I just don't get that many comments. I get request for EXIF data via email every once in a while but that is about it.

I think he was hurt so I told him that I would post him a comment myself just so he could feel better.

He told me not to bother because I would be lying...

I am still chuckling about it because he really is the least vain person I know. Seriously he has very high self esteem and yet was acting this way about this photo is just funny to me.

And he wonders why I call him cute all the time.

I cloned out his beard for a photo and showed it to him and he was rather upset... The beard has been with us for 2 years, 3 months, and 28 days... not that I'm keeping track or anything... I am used to it and rather like it when WHEN he keeps it trimmed. He doesn't believe me though and thinks he is keeping it just to annoy me.

I really wonder how we could be married for 66 days shy of 10 years and he truly knows me so little. I guess that is why we get along so well. He is always learning something new about me!!