A Very Good Day!
Today was honestly one of the happiest days in a while.
First, Obama won last night! Bobby and I stayed up way past our bedtimes to watch his speech. I cried. When I went upstairs to the bathroom at one point, I looked like I had been at a funeral and not celebrating a moment I've been waiting for for eight years! I got teary at random moments today too, reading news stories or people's personal accounts or just thinking about last night.
On top of that, today was Bobby's and my fourth wedding anniversary. He bought me some beautiful yellow daisies, and we had dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant and talked about (what else!?) the election and his ideas for how to use it to teach his classes ... and we talked about my Elves too. Yes, really. Talk about a 180: a very real political event and fantasy creatures. Well, so we are!
Bobby and I saw Zack and Miri Make a Porno over the weekend, and at one point, one of the characters says that, after a year of marriage, you realize that you have nothing left to say to each other. Bobby and I can't be any further from that. I would get a lot more done if we didn't spend about an hour after dinner, sitting and drinking iced tea and talking about anything and everything. Every night. But I'm not lamenting the lost productivity. I wonder, sometimes, how we aren't out of things to say to each other, but we've known each other for thirteen years and been in love for twelve of those--and running our mouths the whole time!--so it seems that we're just not going to run out of words anytime soon. And I have to say I'm grateful for that.
First, Obama won last night! Bobby and I stayed up way past our bedtimes to watch his speech. I cried. When I went upstairs to the bathroom at one point, I looked like I had been at a funeral and not celebrating a moment I've been waiting for for eight years! I got teary at random moments today too, reading news stories or people's personal accounts or just thinking about last night.
On top of that, today was Bobby's and my fourth wedding anniversary. He bought me some beautiful yellow daisies, and we had dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant and talked about (what else!?) the election and his ideas for how to use it to teach his classes ... and we talked about my Elves too. Yes, really. Talk about a 180: a very real political event and fantasy creatures. Well, so we are!
Bobby and I saw Zack and Miri Make a Porno over the weekend, and at one point, one of the characters says that, after a year of marriage, you realize that you have nothing left to say to each other. Bobby and I can't be any further from that. I would get a lot more done if we didn't spend about an hour after dinner, sitting and drinking iced tea and talking about anything and everything. Every night. But I'm not lamenting the lost productivity. I wonder, sometimes, how we aren't out of things to say to each other, but we've known each other for thirteen years and been in love for twelve of those--and running our mouths the whole time!--so it seems that we're just not going to run out of words anytime soon. And I have to say I'm grateful for that.