A lot of people have asked how Mike and I started dating, so what better way to explain something so complicated and delicate than an internet meme! (Thanks Linda!)
How long have you been together?
We started dating in 2002 and got married in 2005.
How long did you know each other before you started dating?
We met in 2001 and didn’t start dating until Feb. 2002. I was a student and he was a teacher. Yep, yep. Rachel actually introduced us since she recommended that I join the newspaper where he was an advisor.
Who asked whom out?
Mike asked me out. I would never have made the move otherwise.
How old are each of you?
Mike is 52. I am 26. When I am 27 and he turns 54, he will be exactly twice my age. I’m sure that’ll get us seated at Denny’s much faster.
Whose siblings do you see the most?
We see my brother George the most since he lives only 20 minutes away. It’s been amazing seeing my brother as a father and I am very lucky that our sons can play together as much as they do.
Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
Work-life balance. My husband’s years during the tenure process were particularly hard, coupled with the fact that we had just gotten married and people were not so happy with the teacher-student relationship (although I had long since left). The stereotypical TV relationship between teachers and students is very transitory, not one that has lasted seven years. We are a legitimate couple and a rock-solid family. Yet, there are still some people whom I respected and admired who will no longer speak to me because of what happened and others who alleged that I slept my way through college. That’s laughable because I took an incredibly heavy course load and come on folks, even *my* vagina has limits.
Did you go to the same school?
We attended the same school though at different times. Mike got his BA from University of Arizona and his master’s degree at the University of Washington, where I got my BA.
Are you from the same home town?
No. Mike is originally from a small town in Illinois called Belleville right outside St. Louis, MO and I am from the tiny tropical island of Saipan.
Who is smarter?
Mike is smarter when it comes to anything math-related or explaining the English language. While I was in college, I could probably tell you all about Victorian literature theories but now, I’m lucky if I can even spit out a recap of LOST without peppering it with “like, yeah, you know” or punctuating my sentences with, “YEAH MAN.” I’m much smarter in pop culture knowledge but I don’t think that knowing who on Rock of Love Bus has her DIMPLES PIERCED is going to get me far in life.
Who is the most sensitive?
I am. I obsess about situations and whether or not people like me, but Mike is like Jay-Z, he gets that dirt off his shoulder.
Where do you eat out most as a couple?
There’s a Thai place in West Seattle called Vatsana’s. That is my absolute favorite Thai place in the world. The food is fast, fresh and no one rolls her eyes at me when I say, “Not spicy, please!”
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
Mexico. We were in Tucscon, AZ visiting his alma mater and when we were in the car, he announced that we were going to Mexico! We spent the day across the border where people tried to sell us Rolexes made in Mexico (yahh right!) and cheap jewelery. I still loved every minute of that trip, especially since I looked like this:
Who has the craziest exes?
[redacted] It’s all good in the hood!
Who has the worst temper?
I definitely have the worst temper. I’ve only seen Mike furious twice in our entire relationship, but Mike has heard me screech over something as little as standing in front of the TV while I’m trying to watch Top Chef.
Who does the cooking?
I cook the most, Mike cooks the best. His meals are so delicious, I’m licking the plate clean.
Who is the neat-freak?
MIKE. I love this part about him because it keeps me from being a hoarder. Mike doesn’t keep anything he doesn’t need. I always want to start a library of magazines. He always refers to the “trail of Mona,” because I often leave things in my wake. When Mike cleans, he won’t stop until every room in the house is sparkling. I also cringe at this part about him because it usually means that I have to step away from the computer and scrub something.
Who is more stubborn?
Mike. He’s more determined in his ideas and if I have to counter it, I really have to make my case. This isn’t difficult since I was voted Best Prosecutor during my high school mock trial competition and I was a fierce competitive debater in the National Forensic League. However, I pick my battles so unless it’s something I adamantly disagree with, I let it slide, especially if I know he’ll say in the end, “I should have listened to you.”
Who hogs the bed?
Neither. We each have our own blanket and we sleep on a King-sized bed, so there aren’t any issues there.
Who wakes up earlier?
I do. I wake up between 4 – 5 AM everyday while Mike could sleep in until noon.
Where was your first date?
Our first date was at 13 Coins, a famous 24-hour restaurant in Seattle.
Who is more jealous?
I used to be extremely jealous, like if Mike so much as looked at another woman, I would burst into hot, angry tears. But that was when I was 19 and had relationships where that kind of outburst was normal on both sides. Now at 26, after seven years of being with him, I’m secure in our relationship. I just don’t look at his browser history, you know?
How long did it take to get serious?
Not long. After eight months of being together, he told me he loved me. Awwww.
Who eats more?
I eat more chips and he eats more ice cream, so we’re even.
Who does the laundry?
I put the laundry in and Mike puts the laundry away. He is the perfect t-shirt folder whereas I would rather chew a roll of tin foil before I put clothes in neat piles.
Who’s better with the computer?
Ha! I am better at computers though Mike has made extraordinary progress. He no longer has to ask me how to cut and paste. He’s still figuring how to work Vista. I would never let him touch my iMac though or else I’d hear every few seconds, “HONEY? HOW DO I RIGHT-CLICK?” However, when Mike works on the computer, he really works on it–finishing lesson plans, replying to his huge inbox unlike my hours of singing along with 90s-era Nickelodeon show intros on YouTube. Camp Anawana! We hold you in our hearts!
Who drives when you are together?
Mike. He drives. Sometimes I don’t watch because I am a very cautious driver and gasp at all his driving moves. Mike thinks I drive too slow but I have never had any tickets.
I know this wasn’t included in the meme, but if I were asked what song reminds me of our relationship, it would be “Over My Head” by Fleetwood Mac, specifically the line that goes, “I’m over my head, but it sure feels nice.” There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t feel utterly awed by the wonderful magic of being with a man like my husband, a man who makes my heart throb so fast I think it’s going to pop out of my chest and find another owner who knows what to do with all this love that flattens and lifts me in the same beat.