Wednesday, Oui? Whoa!

So, Aaron and I tend to get a bit carried away with everything we do. We are the type of people that always take it to the next level when given the opportunity. For instance, we will randomly slip into an accent and use it all day long in all of our discussions; or we will get a song stuck in each other's head and sing it constantly.

Lately, we've been stuck on saying "Whoa." But when it's said, you have to say it like Joey Lawrence from Blossom, remember that show?

The store across the street is an Amish furniture store. Lovely stuff, really, I own too much of it. But recently, they put up a sign outside their store that makes no sense with what they sell. For some reason the sign makes Aaron and I very angry. So we stand on our porch and yell it across the road and we use it in our conversations with each other when ever possible, even if it doesn't make sense (much like the sign at the store.)

Example:
J: How is dinner?
A: Whoa!

A: Are you ready for bed?
J: Whoa!

We are odd, but I LOVE that about us.