I haven’t written in a while. I’m really bad at blogging, really. I usually don’t feel like anything I have to write about is interesting enough. The only thing I usually feel like writing about is marriage. It’s so fun! Anyway, I’ve decided that since it’s been awhile since my last post on marriage, I am entitled to write another one. Also, because I pick on my poor little husband so much (unmercifully, maybe?) I often feel like I should make a public display of affection so people don’t think I’m completely mean all the time. Nate-Dog. *snicker*
Anyway, my guy and I had an awesome weekend. I had been feeling down for a couple days, and woke up on Saturday knowing it would be a crummy day too. But I was so wrong. Dave surprised me with plans to go to a hotel (with a jacuzzi) and then spend the day shopping in Shipshewana. I love spur-of-the-moment adventures! So we packed our things and headed to the video store. We rented Big Fat Greek Wedding (which he hadn’t seen yet) and Supertroopers. After that we headed for the hotel and I read to him on the drive. We’re reading Tad Williams’ War of the Flowers. It’s pretty interesting. I am not sure though if I like it yet, or not. Dave loves to be read to though, and for that reason I am truly enjoying myself. Our hotel was pretty nice, we loved the jacuzzi (we may even add one to the house we’re thinking about building) and shopping the next day turned out pretty cool even though only one store was open (Sunday! Duh. I always forget that things are closed on Sunday). Dave fell in love with a painting of Roses laying in a fresh boquet on a table. So we bought that and headed back home.
All in all, I just want to thank him for wonderful company over the weekend, and always. He knew I was down, and he went way out of his way to make me smile. He knew what I needed, and I love him for that. It truly is amazing how we love each other more each and every day. Marriage honestly does become more and more fun as time goes by. I can’t believe how that works. Sure, we’ve had our down times. But there are far more happy times, and I have never been truly unhappy.
I also need to thank him again for nursing me back to health when my arm was broken and painful. He was so patient, and even more gentle than normal (if that is possible). He never made me feel badly for asking for help, and he put up with my tears of frustration when I couldn’t even put my own shirt on. He also helped me to the bathroom and even brought me food in bed. =) I rather liked that.
To retaliate for my over abundance of uncharacteristic niceness, I just want to say, “Dave, your sense of humour is really cheesy, but I love you anyway.”
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