Today is Lee's birthday.
And in honor of the guy who has given me much so to write about, today, I will post a story about me. (I guess he deserves a break... Also, I never say anything ridiculous... well, until yesterday.)
Lee has a World Cup application on his phone, and last night we were laying in bed looking at the upcoming games.
Well, he was looking at the games.
I was trying to figure out which flags represented which countries.
Me: England. Duh.
Me: Italy. I'm pretty good at this.
Me: Hmm... Nnnn...zzzzz.... I don't know. I see the N and the Z together and all I can think about are Nazis.
Lee: New Zealand.
Me: Ooohh! Yeah, that would make more sense.
Me: I have no idea, but the flag is almost identical to the Texas flag. They must be pretty cool.
Lee: Yeah, it's similar. But it's Chile.
Me: Yeah, they seem pretty cool. (I like their wines anyway.)
Me: Paaa....Paaarrrr... Ugh! I don't know. It has the same colors as the French flag... and the PAR just makes me think Paris. But it's not Paris! ...right?
Me: Paaarrrr! Paaaaaaaaarrr....
Me: GHANA! Ha! And that's a hard one.
Me: HONG KONG!
Lee: Hmmm... I don't think so.
Me: Really? Well, it has all those stars on it... it seems like something an Asian country would do.
Lee: An Asian country? Hahahaha! You do realize that we have 50 stars on our flag right?!?
Me: Oh yeah. Ha. Oops.
Me: I was probably just thinking of Japan's flag...
Lee: HAHAHAHAHA! Japan's flag doesn't have any stars at all!
Me: Oh yeah, I knew that.
Me: South Korea?
No. Way off.
Turns out, the flag I was picturing was Turkey.
And since Turkey is considered a Eurasian country I'm going to give myself half credit.
Happy Birthday Babe.