Scene: Us in the living room, about to watch the second half of the first season of Weeds, one of the greatest shows EVER. Me standing, him reading Mental Floss next to the remote
Me: Will see what the weather is supposed to do.
Him: It's dark out.
Me: [laughing hysterically because well, it IS the best medicine]
Him: I hope you still think I'm funny in 50 years.
Me: I hope I know what day it is in 50 years.
The man wants to be married to me for 50 more years. Thank you, thank you, thank you.