This past week a lot of friends on Facebook have been posting a list of questions that they asked their husbands – it’s sort of a “how well do you know your wife” quiz. I couldn’t resist. This morning I sat down with Yooper Stewart and asked him. Below is our conversation. The actual quiz questions are in bold type, for your reference.
Me: I’m going to ask you some questions, you give me your knee-jerk reaction. Don’t think too much about it.
YS: Oh no, am I in trouble?
Me: No, I just want to ask you some questions. What’s something I always say to you?
YS: Pet me.
Me: What makes me happy?
YS: Having fun with friends.
Me: What makes me sad?
YS: Being lonely.
Me: What was I like as a child?
Me: How do I make you laugh?
YS: You’re funny.
YS: You say funny things that are unexpected.
Me: Do you want to give an example?
YS: I can’t think of anything right now.
Me: How old am I?
YS: 36? I don’t keep track of how old you are, I just kiss you.
Me: How tall am I?
YS: I don’t know. 5’10″? Are you 5’10″?
Me: What’s my favorite thing to do?
YS: Watch movies.
Me: What do I do when you’re not around?
YS: Work on writing.
Me: If I become famous, what will it be for?
Me: What am I really good at?
Me: What am I not good at?
YS: I don’t know.
Me: What’s my job?
YS: You’re a freelance writer.
Me: What’s my favorite food?
Me: You realize that’s not a food, right?
YS: I don’t know. You’ve got a few. Are you writing down everything I say?? Oh man. Um…anything off the grill.
Me: Really? You’re going to go with that?
YS: Yeah, but we’re not eating that right now.
Me: That doesn’t mean it’s not my favorite.
YS: Okay, pizza.
Me: What makes you proud of me?
YS: When you get a story published above the fold on the front page.
Me: If I was a fictitious character, who would I be?
YS: You’d be you.
Me: But I’m not fictitious.
YS: I don’t know. That question is for people who spend too much time on Facebook.
Me: What do we do together?
YS: We laugh.
Me: How are we the same?
YS: We’re both hard workers who value productivity. We have similar financial beliefs and spiritual beliefs. We have the same cats.
Me: How are we different?
YS: We’re opposites.
YS: We have opposite personalities and love languages.
Me: What do you mean?
YS: You’re a shy extrovert and I’m an outgoing introvert. It doesn’t get much different than that.
Me: You stole that answer from me, didn’t you?
Me: How do you know that I love you?
YS: Because of the things you say and the things you do for me.
Me: Like what?
YS: Like the meals you cook for me. And you do the laundry.
Me: What do I like most about you?
YS: My camo pants (laughing). I don’t know. I know what you don’t like about me.
Me: You don’t know anything that I like about you?
YS: You like that I have a good relationship with the Lord. (long pause)
Me: You really don’t know??
YS: You like that I laugh at your silliness. You like that I’m fun. Outgoing. Responsible. In bed, SENSORED!!!
Me: Where’s my favorite place to go?
YS: The lighthouse in Ludington. I don’t know if it still is, but it was at one point.