smug /sm’??/ –adjective, smug?ger, smug?gest.
- contentedly confident of one’s ability, superiority, or correctness; complacent.
- trim; spruce; smooth; sleek.
There is a breed of human around called a smug married, the Wife and the Lord (yes, Nathan has been upgraded from mere “boy”) which I am afraid that I am becoming with Alex.
However, I should mention that the following things are not smug
- Ordering the same item in a restaurant. Sharing that item would be smug, feeding each other would be epic smugness.
- Matching bed sheets. No, not our beds in our respective homes (would that be more smug than feeding each other?) but matching pillow cases, duvet covers and sheets.
- Holding hands. No, wait, thats smug.
Oh, and the XKCD comic up top? Yeah, thats what I feel like I’m doing whenever I mention Alex (did I mention I had a BOYFRIEND?)
You have a boyfriend? Really!? I had NO idea.
I am a self-confessed smug married. We hold hands and everything. Plus, we do this thing where we follow each other round the house so we’re together the whole time. We literally hardly spend any time apart if we’re not at work, and go everywhere together. Ick.
We’ve been together two & a half years and it’s not wearing off either. (yay)
.-= Zoe´s last blog ..Slanket = Awesome =-.
How are bed linen sets smug? That’s just good taste and co-ordination!
I’m with Max on that.
Plus, surely you generally buy a packet containing one sheet, one duvet cover and 2 or 4 pillow cases. Then you take them off after a while and wash them, replacing them with the last big pack of the above you bought.
Therefore, mixing and matching is more effort than it’s worth. And neither of these things are smug.
I can think of more smug-married things, but not right now cos it is late.