Mike is 32.  Sorry, I mean 28.  I’m 21.  To some, that’s an impossibly large age difference.  Not to me.  I don’t think about it or notice it when we’re together.  The only time I’m even really aware of it is when someone asks me, “isn’t that weird?”  No.  It wasn’t weird until you made it weird by asking if it was weird. Age difference shouldn’t be a factor.  Of course, it would have been strange if we dated when I was 14 and he was 22…
This is Mike and me.  Sorry if the cuteness level makes your throw up in your mouth a little.
Aside from situations like that, the only other time I notice the age gap is when he references something from his childhood, or asks me about certain movies or TV shows.  For example, we’d been having some sort of discussion about The Matrix and then realized that it’d come out when he was a senior in high school.  I was 10 and watching things like My Dog Skip.  Mike could have been babysitting me while I was watching My Dog Skip.  
Then yesterday, we were on Skype with my mom and somebody mentioned Lorena Bobbit.  I didn’t know who she was.  My mom and Mike then proceded to ridicule me for being so ignorant.  SORRY.  I was 4 when it happened and have somehow managed to live my entire life without knowing about the woman who severed her husbands penis.  I feel like the crazy, diaper-wearing astronaut lady will be the Lorena Bobbit equivalent of my generation…maybe.
can’t get this one centered for life of me…it won’t work. BLERG! 
Yes, the mustache was necessary.  And do you ever wonder why it’s spelled, “mustachioed?”
Mike was also appalled at the idea that I didn’t know who Lex Luther was.  *GASP* I know.  I don’t know if this one is due to my age or the fact that I was raised in a household completely devoid of comic books or anything else of that nature.  Or maybe it’s because I’m a girl and had never seen a Superman movie until Mike and I watched Superman Returns the other night.  Don’t get me wrong, I love me some manly movies.  
After this whole debacle we were in the car with Mike’s nephew, L.  L asked me if I knew who Lex Luther was now…and let me tell you, being mocked by an 8 year old felt GREAT.


Compulsive snacker. Bleeding heart. Unhealthy obsession with Tom Hanks and cats. Florida State and Syracuse University alum.

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  1. I agree with the 8 year old, I knew who Lex Luther was too..sorry.

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