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thankful
In the last year, Alex has made six pies with me, running out to the store in the middle when peeler broke, coming back with two. Afterward, he washes the dishes when I am exhausted. He picks up the really big bottles of water that I struggle to carry up the stairs. He makes sure I take my pill and get to bed when I conk out after too much bourbon am really, really tired. He puts up with my whining and mood swings. He puts up with me paying rent late all the time. He wishes we could find a way to pay all of our bills that would allow me to ice cupcakes all day. He puts up with my family and even says nice things about them. He tells me I’m sexy when I feel puffy and awful. He surprises me with vacations. He never says no to going to a nice restaurant, even if it’s not a "special" occasion. He eats everything I cook, belches, and says, “my compliments to the chef!” He tells me if I keep laughing like that, I’m going to “poot.” He loves the way I sing, “I’m too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it HU-URTS” when all the cats in the neighborhood are crying in protest. He’s the first one to click over when he sees I’ve posted. He wants to know where the smut went. He doesn’t get mad when I always say I’m not hungry and he orders food for just himself and I proceed to eat half of it. He lets me call him “hotpants.” On the internet. He lets me babble us both to sleep every night. He spoils me rotten, and intentionally, because he doesn’t want me to be good for anyone else.
I know I’m supposed to be giving thanks for my good luck in life, family, friends, and you. And I do, that is, thank you – I just needed to thank him first.
Happy Thanksgiving.
[Oops! This was supposed to auto-post Thursday. I haven't gotten the hang of this yet!]
comments (5)
Siiiiigh. :)
1 | Aristotle | November 27, 2004 06:06 PM
isn't she lovely?
2 | pomegranate. | November 28, 2004 03:25 AM
does he have a brother? so incredibly jealous, smitten. hold on to that one.
3 | jes | November 28, 2004 12:30 PM
Sickening, I tell you! Sickening! Thank God I didn't see this post right after my Thanksgiving dinner. When is NBC going to give you two your own "Perfect New York Life" sitcom, already??
Only joking, kids. I'm just jealous. Take it from someone whose relationships seem to be forever cursed with "just-a-friend-itis" -- as lucky as you are to have found such a euphoric connection to one another, the really lucky part is that you both realize it.
4 | bionicroach | November 28, 2004 02:18 PM
You remind me why people can't get enough of each other. Why it's worth seeking this feeling out when you'd rather stay home with your cat, a bottle of Jack Daniel's and a glue gun (my mom's trying to get me into crafts. Holiday boutique kind of crafts - toll-painting, funny slogans, wood cut-outs, ribbon and raffia crafts - scary.). Why it's a good thing to hang on to it when you find it, but to remind yourself never, ever to pretend it exists when it doesn't. I'm so glad for you, it does.
5 | cleohope | November 29, 2004 10:56 PM