So my husband of 5 years, 7 months and 28 days says this morning that "this song is to the love of my life".......and in this lovely ballad are the words "tie me to the bed" and "I cant control you" and "you're not the one for me." And he informs me that this song is a close second to "She Hates Me" also by Puddle of Mudd. He once dedicated "Crazy B*tch" to me also. I look over to him and he has this shit-eatin' grin on his sexy face and then he starts laughing so hard that his pretty brown eyes are all scrunched up and almost shut completely...and I should be mad and offended but Im not...I fall more in love with him. He has this crazy way of doing that to me. When he gives me a hard time and messes with me I cant help but know that we belong together. Twisted right?! Im a sucker for humor and joking and I guess thats my "love language." I remember when he and I were just dating and I was all jealous of the stories him and his daughter would reminisce about. I wanted that. I wanted an established history to say "Remember that time..." with him too soon. I was jumping the gun and not letting things just happen. I also remember driving him NUTS one day because he was "acting all weird." Come to find out he had sold his Harley and bought me the perfect engagement ring and was planning to ask me to marry him that night. But I wouldnt let it go and just kept hounding and pushing him until he snapped and threw the jewelry store bag at me. True love right?! Funny thing is...we dont do ANYTHING the "normal" way. I ended up driving/peeling away from his house like a mad woman and he, of course, followed me all over Mishawaka until I stopped at this park by the river and gave in. He asked me right there. I said yes. The picture I took right then is my favorite picture of us...us in all our sick glory.
We didnt get married in a church and I wasnt wearing a white gown...my ass looks HUGE in white. I wanted my man in his good-butt-jeans and I wanted to carry daisies and have my mom and sister give me away. We had the added bonus of having my father-in-law marry us in our little duplex livingroom. My step-daughter was there too and she read scripture and I exchanged rings with her too. It was what I wanted at the time. Although, when we re-new our vows later, I'd like a little bigger shindig. We couldnt afford a honeymoon to Hawaii like we wanted so we spent the weekend in Chicago and it was nice, cold, snowy but that somehow added to the romance of it all.
Over the last 5 years, 7 months and 28 days A LOT has happened and changed as time usually does allow. But I feel like it was all just yesterday and that the time really has FLOWN by. Our days are spent caring for the kids, working and trying to find alone time together which usually ends up being after 10 pm when the kids are finally in bed and we are both falling asleep on eachother. But this is what I want. This is what I need. This is how its supposed to be. There is no perfect relationship, one without doubt or regret. We are never going to be fight-less. There is going to be miscommunication and misunderstandings. But these are our fights and ours alone. We share eachother. We know eachother. We love eachother. We support eachother. We play with eachother. We piss off eachother. We bug eachother. We lean on eachother. We hate eachother. We miss eachother. We laugh with and at eachother. We go everywhere with eachother. We are eachother.
So back to the song he played for me...I loved it :)
We didnt get married in a church and I wasnt wearing a white gown...my ass looks HUGE in white. I wanted my man in his good-butt-jeans and I wanted to carry daisies and have my mom and sister give me away. We had the added bonus of having my father-in-law marry us in our little duplex livingroom. My step-daughter was there too and she read scripture and I exchanged rings with her too. It was what I wanted at the time. Although, when we re-new our vows later, I'd like a little bigger shindig. We couldnt afford a honeymoon to Hawaii like we wanted so we spent the weekend in Chicago and it was nice, cold, snowy but that somehow added to the romance of it all.
Over the last 5 years, 7 months and 28 days A LOT has happened and changed as time usually does allow. But I feel like it was all just yesterday and that the time really has FLOWN by. Our days are spent caring for the kids, working and trying to find alone time together which usually ends up being after 10 pm when the kids are finally in bed and we are both falling asleep on eachother. But this is what I want. This is what I need. This is how its supposed to be. There is no perfect relationship, one without doubt or regret. We are never going to be fight-less. There is going to be miscommunication and misunderstandings. But these are our fights and ours alone. We share eachother. We know eachother. We love eachother. We support eachother. We play with eachother. We piss off eachother. We bug eachother. We lean on eachother. We hate eachother. We miss eachother. We laugh with and at eachother. We go everywhere with eachother. We are eachother.
So back to the song he played for me...I loved it :)
and that is why you guys just "work" :)
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