My Man

It is my belief, that season two of Sex and the City is the bestest, funniest season. I am watching the one with Carrie's friend with the really mean husband. I love it when he screams: "WHAT have I told you about screwing with my CD's?!?! You put NATALIE IMBRUGLIA, BACK in U2!!!!!!".

My husband, on the other hand, is pretty great. We have been super busy and sleep deprived lately, so last night he convinced me to lay down on the floor with him and fall asleep to ambient music at 9:00pm. As we lay together I couldn't stop my overactive mind from thinking, so he put his arms around me and helped me use guided imagery to calm down my thoughts. Even though thoughts about finding a good day care, what color to dye my hair (as in, reddish brown, or just brown brown?) and other irrelevant thoughts I can't even remember tried to creep in, I was eventually sound asleep by 9:45pm. It was really nice; and even nicer that Madelyn slept until 8am, so we were fully rested and ready for a good day.

I don't know if I say this enough, but I married a really amazing person. He is not perfect, and he has made mistakes, as have I. He isn't the always most thoughtful and romantic man you'll ever meet, but he is more committed to his wife and daughter than anyone I have ever seen. He has the distinct ability to hurt me more than anyone else can, but he does his very best not to, and if he does, it hurts him just as much. He ALSO can still make me blush and feel shy and giddy, even after being together for over 7 years.

***Every once in a while I have a memory from college before Ross and I got together. I remember seeing him around campus (OIT was a small campus, and it wasn't too unusual that we had some mutual friends). I remember how gorgeous and mysterious he seemed; with his piercing blue eyes, tall stature, and dark features. The few times I saw him at parties or gatherings with friends, he seemed pretty quiet and confident; playing his guitar in the corner, not seeming to care about what else was going on in the room. I remember seeing him and thinking I could never end up with a guy like THAT. I have always been such an average, not so special girl, and this guy was handsome and mysterious. Imagine how special this average girl felt when he showed an interest in ME.***

So in case you were wondering...that's how my husband still has the ability to make me giddy after all this time. Even though I know him better than anyone else does, and we definitely have our bickering, old married couple moments. But the man makes me swoon, and probably will even when we're 85.