Love, twooo love . . .
I'm going to add to the original post at the end. But here it is:
I was letting myself get all mopey, because my co-workers went “Ooo, Puck’s in the dog house” when I told them we didn’t celebrate VD, he didn’t get me anything, and I was making his favorite meal. BUT NO! F-- that. My coworker’s shitty cheating drug dealing stupid ass boyfriend sends her an edible arrangement and some balloons. My husband:
Let’s me play video games all day long, even when it’s his turn or when there’s something I should be doing, like chores or sleep.
Whispers ‘I love you’ at least 5 times every time we’re on the phone.
Always lets me choose the movie, or TV show we’re going to watch.
Has not cheated on me.
Has a good job and does what he has to do for us and our bills.
Tolerates and even LIKES my addiction to Sailor Moon and girly anime/manga.
Slow dances with me in our kitchen.
Rubs the fuzzies on the back of my head while we drive. (and let me shave part of my head to get them, which is a big deal because he LOVES long hair)
Changed where he carries his cell phone, so I can put my hand on his leg while we drive.
LARPs with me and thinks my characters are awesome.
Plays RPG’s with me and thinks my characters are awesome.
Gets all wibbly at anything romantic.
Makes me forgive myself.
Had my wedding band engraved with “Time can’t keep us apart”
Will sing to me when I’m weepy or scared. Or if I ask.
Let’s me sing the David Bowie parts in songs, even though they suit his voice better.
Puts up with me mother henning him to death.
Understands that when I lean my head towards him, I’m asking for a gentle head bump, like a cat.
Does chores when I ask him to.
LIKES my parents and hangs out with my dad.
Understands that being a sensitive is super weird, and sometimes I can’t explain what I’m feeling or why.
Knows that when I’ve scared myself with a movie or book, he’s got to follow me around turning on or off lights, because I won’t walk into or out of dark rooms alone.
Knows my whistle and will always come to it. (Because most of the time I can’t yell loud enough to be heard) His head perks up and it’s the sweetest thing.
Can do the http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGeKSiCQkPw talking dog, perfectly and does it to make me giggle.
Fully accepts and realizes that he’s my Beast.
And many many many more things.
He let me use 'As the Word Falls Down' from Labyrinth as our first dance song, and sang it to me the whole time. And 'Beauty and the Beast' as our cake cutting song. Which, no lie, made everyone go awwww as soon as they recognized it.
He supports my need to have a small family farm, even though it's not his dream.
Checks and is super addicted to my tumblr.
Understands that there are just some weeks that I need to live on ice cream/frozen treats.
Knows that the cats belong to him when they're being obnoxious.
Bought me a copy of Heart Shaped Box, because I'd lost/loaned out my copy and really wanted to read it.
Accepts my crushes on David Bowie, Data, Pinhead, and Jennifer Connelly without fuss.
And on that note, accepts my deep seated love of the Hellraiser series.
Scritches my back, whenever I ask.
He is kind, sweet, generous to a fault, silly, strong, and handsome as hell.
And more . . . much more . . .
I was letting myself get all mopey, because my co-workers went “Ooo, Puck’s in the dog house” when I told them we didn’t celebrate VD, he didn’t get me anything, and I was making his favorite meal. BUT NO! F-- that. My coworker’s shitty cheating drug dealing stupid ass boyfriend sends her an edible arrangement and some balloons. My husband:
Let’s me play video games all day long, even when it’s his turn or when there’s something I should be doing, like chores or sleep.
Whispers ‘I love you’ at least 5 times every time we’re on the phone.
Always lets me choose the movie, or TV show we’re going to watch.
Has not cheated on me.
Has a good job and does what he has to do for us and our bills.
Tolerates and even LIKES my addiction to Sailor Moon and girly anime/manga.
Slow dances with me in our kitchen.
Rubs the fuzzies on the back of my head while we drive. (and let me shave part of my head to get them, which is a big deal because he LOVES long hair)
Changed where he carries his cell phone, so I can put my hand on his leg while we drive.
LARPs with me and thinks my characters are awesome.
Plays RPG’s with me and thinks my characters are awesome.
Gets all wibbly at anything romantic.
Makes me forgive myself.
Had my wedding band engraved with “Time can’t keep us apart”
Will sing to me when I’m weepy or scared. Or if I ask.
Let’s me sing the David Bowie parts in songs, even though they suit his voice better.
Puts up with me mother henning him to death.
Understands that when I lean my head towards him, I’m asking for a gentle head bump, like a cat.
Does chores when I ask him to.
LIKES my parents and hangs out with my dad.
Understands that being a sensitive is super weird, and sometimes I can’t explain what I’m feeling or why.
Knows that when I’ve scared myself with a movie or book, he’s got to follow me around turning on or off lights, because I won’t walk into or out of dark rooms alone.
Knows my whistle and will always come to it. (Because most of the time I can’t yell loud enough to be heard) His head perks up and it’s the sweetest thing.
Can do the http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGeKSiCQkPw talking dog, perfectly and does it to make me giggle.
Fully accepts and realizes that he’s my Beast.
And many many many more things.
He let me use 'As the Word Falls Down' from Labyrinth as our first dance song, and sang it to me the whole time. And 'Beauty and the Beast' as our cake cutting song. Which, no lie, made everyone go awwww as soon as they recognized it.
He supports my need to have a small family farm, even though it's not his dream.
Checks and is super addicted to my tumblr.
Understands that there are just some weeks that I need to live on ice cream/frozen treats.
Knows that the cats belong to him when they're being obnoxious.
Bought me a copy of Heart Shaped Box, because I'd lost/loaned out my copy and really wanted to read it.
Accepts my crushes on David Bowie, Data, Pinhead, and Jennifer Connelly without fuss.
And on that note, accepts my deep seated love of the Hellraiser series.
Scritches my back, whenever I ask.
He is kind, sweet, generous to a fault, silly, strong, and handsome as hell.
And more . . . much more . . .