I've been married for thirteen years, and I've known my husband for over twenty years, so you would think that in terms of our getting to know each other there would be no mysteries left. You would THINK.
My daughter has been singing us a lot of songs she learned at camp this summer. Most of these songs are by definition extremely repetitive, with way too many verses. One might describe them as a bit boring. Imagine my surprise, then, as Celie launched into a version of "Bill Grogan's Goat" at the dinner table, and suddenly my husband was singing along, in perfect counterpoint!
Turns out Ross was in a barbershop quartet when he was in middle school. WHO KNEW? Not me, HIS OWN WIFE. Now I have to wonder what other surprises are waiting for me.
"And flagged the traaaaaaaaaaaain..."