I was at Wal-Mart the other day. Mav called me from work. It was 11 in the morning. I remember thinking this is a little odd but only a little. Whatever.
Mav chatted me up, asking what I was doing. My answer, "Duh! You know exactly what I'm doing. What are you doing?"
The rest of our conversation went like this:
Mav: "Oh. I got my Step Two scores back."
Me: "Really? How'd ya do?"
Mav: "I passed."
Me: "You passed? Don't you get a number score?"
Me: "Well, what was it?"
Mav: "Good enough. I scored above my Step One score."
Mav's Step One score was 244. We were hoping he'd score at least even with it.
Me: "Good. What was it?!?"
Mav: "Two... Sixty... Nine..."
Me: "269?!? Really?!? That! Is! AWESOME!!"
And the people in Wal-Mart were staring at me as I was screaming into my phone. I'm sure you guys get why I was screaming into my phone and doing a happy dance in the middle of Wal-Mart.
My husband scored a 269 you guys! He is friggin' amazing! I seriously could not be any prouder of him!!