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My hubby is a freak!
Thursday, November 09, 2006

This is what happens. Hoen and I would be watching a show at, say, History Channel or Animal Planet and let's just say the topic is about... ballistics. The narrator goes on and on and on about how ballistics has changed over the years da da da... then Hoen says something like, "That's what they used during Desert Storm" then 5 seconds after the narrator says "DESSERT STORM." I am not talking about the three times that this has happened. I am talking about the FREQUENCY of my hubby's ability to know what people are saying or are going to talk about or on what's going to happen later on during the movie. May it be a movie, or a radio show, or a documentary, Hoen has the odd ability to pre-empt. This is happened so often that my usual amazed reaction has now become a simple eye stare and we both know what just happened. After pointing this out for MONTHS, Hoen finally told me last night that he knew about this "ability" when he was still in Cebu and that he knew EXACTLY what people were going to say.

I married a freak!

Oh and now that I'm on the topic, I just want to point out that Hoen has a rather... weird.. vein (or artery) on his left hand. You see those prominent vein (or artery) you have at the back of your hand? Hoen's MOVES and SWITCHES PLACES as you please. So it's a straight vein, right? I push it to the right, it skews to the right. I move it to the left, it moves all the way to left. And stays there! It is so disturbing! I remember discovering this in church because I usually massage his hands and arms during the homily to while HIS time (hehe) and I got around to playing with his FREAKY side. I was so freaked out I was trying not to shriek in church. Hoen was so amused because apparently, he had no idea he had this freak-ish trait too. So the both of us were smiling silly, trying not to laugh and at the same time, just finding ourselves wanting to move his vein from left to right. Haha!

He really IS a freak!