Oh...
it was a glorious, heavenly, gorgeous and other adjectives-of-similar- ilk weekend.
The Boy and I did movie, dinner, each other, accounts and barbecue and I realized what I miss is not so much the earth-shattering-exploring-the-world-excitement of being a couple but just the mundaness of it all.
Cuddling up to watch Satya, arguing over the remote while the Boy tries to convince me to watch yet another Man Vs. Wild episode in what turned out to be a whole day marathon of the crazy Bear Grylls guy, coming home from airport to find boy's yummy beef briyani all laid out pretty for me to eat, driving, going to a hookah+kabab bar, holding hands and so much more.
At one point on Sunday, while it was raining outside and the boy was fretting over his coals, and i was fretting over how much is too much mayo in deviled eggs, we did the 'look up, turn around and smile into each other eyes across the balcony/room' thing and it spread a fuzzy warmness through my soul that we had found each other.
We are so opposite of each other and the boy somehow always accepted it but it's only now, after 5 and a half long years of surreptitiously leaving things behind for him to read, trying to make him spout romance over long dinners through which he always rushed through as if it was his last, prodding him to 'be more social' with people (who I have come to realize we have nothing in common with), that I am finally accepting that we are a He and I - two different entities with vastly differing passions which somehow works really well together.
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Me - I know exactly what you mean - seriously this post is what I have been thinking over the last weekend when Evs was here and you just took it all out of my mind and wrote it out. I'm glad you have the Boy and I'm glad I have Evs :)
Awwww...
Ain't love grand? And if you can feel warm and fuzzy after 5.5 years then it's grander still.
I am bitter and super cynic (you probably know why)....but I want what you have.....
The last para is encouraging :-)
This post is what some women generally tend to call "cute" . (i could have said 'what women call cute' but then that would have been too much of a generalization :-D)
:) Me, since it takes a woman to say this, I do think you and your post are cute.
:-) you are such a lucky girl, to love and be loved like that.
Jo
After 35 years of marriage I can tell you that the last line is the most important one to remember![in fact in the old days that's what was the common thing :)]
I must be PMSing, because I feel like crying ...so sweet!
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