"The MidWest, where they believe in God, country, and breakfast."

That actually was Rob's quote making fun of me. I was once again reminded today just how ridiculously well he knows me. Here's the list of unconscious (on my part) cues that he's pegged so far:

the intellectual sigh - when I'm thinking something kind of complicated / deep etc

the authoritative thigh slap - when I've got something not so good to say but am not saying it, or alternatively, in its less hostile form, the "I have nothing to add to the conversation" signal

breathing in that way - the uh-oh we're about to have one of those conversation signals


These are just the ones he's called me on so far - and each time I've been rather startled at just how accurate his perception of the thoughts in my head were! It makes me feel a little guilty that I can't read him nearly so well.