Sunday, March 6
I love making J.R. watch romantic comedies and then cackling to myself when he obviously enjoys them. For instance, tonight I made him watch Notting Hill, which, to be perfectly frank, has some flaws (beginning and ending mostly with Julia Roberts), but nonetheless, is a movie I enjoy (even years after I've gotten over my massive crush on Hugh Grant). The whole thing is almost as much fun as making him watch the Gilmore Girls, which he maintains he doesn't like, but I'm not buying it. Who doesn't love snappy banter?