Tuesday, March 2, 2010

March Spells Love



My husband is the best thing about being an adult (aside from being allowed to stay up late and eat as much ice cream as I want). I get to be married. To him. And we get to share even the most pointless of conversations. And give each other knowing looks. And laugh at (with) each other. And wrestle (in which I inevitably get kicked in the stomach and almost pass out, but can't stop laughing long enough to be convincingly angry - which only adds to the almost passing out). Etc.

Sometimes I want to run through a meadow in a flowing ankle-length skirt and twirl in circles, singing at the top of my lungs for love. Cause love is awesome. Especially this time of year. Cause this is the time of year when winter is almost over (or so I tell myself. Over and over), and everything is better when winter is over. Even love, I guess. This is the time of year when the Mr. and I met and began that steep and glorious fall into love (twelve years ago). My college journal sees a lot of daylight this time of year, and I feel extra romantical. For instance, I actually got tears in my eyes yesterday as I drove through the ghetto of Pocatello and saw a lonely-looking man on a questionable corner. Did he have a wife who was proud of him? Was there a woman in his life who thinks he hung the moon? Did he make some lover's heart a-twitter with his toothless grin? I hope so.

Last night I had a fit of feeling weird. It's not uncommon. I quickly found Ty, sat on his lap, and told him I needed something, but didn't know what. He flinched and sputtered and spit my hair out of his face while I snuggled into his neck. Then he tried to see over my shoulder so that he could keep typing (I think he may have been in the middle of a test for one of his classes).

I told him that wasn't what I needed.

But I left the room feeling better enough to finish my evening to-do's. Which was almost a miracle.

So maybe, sometimes, all I need is to know that he exists. And that he will let me moll him to death at my leisure. I'm kind of needy, so this revelation made me feel like a real sport. Like Rosie the Riveter. (But if you're reading this, Buddy, don't think I'm making a habit of it.)

But he will need to step it up just a little for our upcoming National First Kiss Day on Wednesday next (remember when I said I need a trivial holiday once/month? I wasn't kidding), as I will be expecting him to put stars in my eyes.

Suggestions are welcome, as I'm sure he will read this (because I will make him)...



p.s. You thought I got all the mushy stuff out of my system during February, didn't you? Ha! March is riddled with "anniversaries", so get used to an extra side of cheese with this blog for the next little while. It can't be helped.

9 comments:

Michelle said...

You are a good wife. I hope that I can be half as good as you. Your "Mr." is a LUCKY man!

Lena said...

Ahh. So nice to hear that somebody loves their husband...because I want to kill just about every person I see right now.

Lena said...

aren't you glad you live in Ideeho? and I live in AZ. You are far away from the fire breathing dragon I have become. Especially on Monday nights, and now, tuesday nights.

Jason + Amy said...

This is the time of year that me and my main man started our fun times together too! I like your "romantical" posts! And I love you and Ty. Very Cute Perfect for each other couple! Wish we lived closer!

Sharlee said...

Nice picture of Ty. Does he really let you snap shots of him like that--like, smiling or at least looking at the camera normally? Wow. How would it be to have a husband....
I do the exact same thing to Kendal on a daily (o.k, maybe hourly--since he works from home) basis. He is so nice to let me whine for a second and hugs me and then I'm alright to carry on. Don't you just Love Love?

Christy said...

It's so good to hear how much you appreciate and love your hubby. Lately I feel like I have been surrounded by so many sad stories of divorces, cheating spouses and so forth that it's good to hear how much you guys are still in love! What a good example you are to your kids too.

Amber said...

It's good to have someone to love. Especially when that someone loves the heck out of us even when we give them very little reason to sometimes. I mean you can sit on my lap whenever you need, but I get that it just won't be the same. Because there is something about nestling up on their lap that is just the best. They are all warm and strong and it makes me feel safe and happy. As does this post (well not the safe part, although it doesn't make me feel unsafe. But I digress). Anyway, I am so tired so I can barely make a coherent sentence, which I am certain will be pretty obvious when you read this. But I just wanted to say that I loved this post about love. The end.

Elisabeth (and Tyler) said...

Don't you just love love? Sigh. So romantical.. More cheese, please!

Mardee Rae said...

baby, I love cheese.
National first kiss day was actually back in Sept. Sorry that you missed it! But today was my half-birthday so go ahead and celebrate that instead. Your sentiments for your husband were sweet and uniquely Andrea...just what your readers love. Well, we also love the uniquely andrea that isn't completely sweet, too. But not in reference to your mr.