Blaine has a big beef with romantic comedies. He thinks they create unrealistic expectations and is certain that no man can ever live up to his fictitious, romantic, spontaneous, thoughtful, flirty, knight in shining armor counter part. So whenever I complain that he never dances with me in the rain, or yadda yadda yadda, he comes back with, "the next time you stop me in the middle of a furious argument and kiss me, that is when I will start dancing in the rain." Apparently the women of romantic comedies are setting unrealistic expectations for us too. Because seriously, I would never EVER kiss anyone in the middle of an argument. EVER. And that does seem to happen a lot in romantic comedies.
Keeping that in mind...
I have a bad habit of dumping glasses of cold water on him when he is in the shower. I think it is a remnant of my girls camp counselor past. Back then it was seen as a token of love when someone would dump cold water on you in the shower-- the bigger the bucket and the colder the water, the more the person respected you. It's true. And so I still get a thrill of sneaking a glass into the bathroom and hearing Blaine's shrieks as I dump the water on him. It gives me a rush.
The other day I had just finished showering, blow drying my hair, putting on my make up, etc. I happened to be wearing my last clean pair of underclothes and my last clean pair of pants (apparently I am on a laundry strike). I took the toothbrushes out of the toothbrush holder and filled it up with water and went in to the shower and dumped the water on Blaine. It was out of love. Really. And it's not like it was even that cold.
To my surprise he chased me down, and while normally I am quick and get out of the area before he can strike back with a cup of his own; this time he caught me. And he didn't dump a cup of water on me. He threw me, all primped and pampered for the day, into the tub, with the shower on. And held me in there. For a long time.
I was drenched.
I was furious.
He said if it were a romantic comedy I would have smothered him with kisses.
So I punched him in the gut and didn't talk to him for four hours.