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It is hard to believe that once you have been with someone for nearly 8 months that it would actually get better every day. I keep waiting for it to start getting old. To get boring and settle into a nice but monotonous pace.  But it is getting better every day for me this time. Everyday is new and amazing. Every kiss is the first kiss. Every I love you makes my tummy go crazy. I giggle at the mushy things he says because if you had asked me 2 months into this if it was going anywhere I would have said no. I hadn’t expected it to last through the summer. But here we are. Evolved into a brilliant couple. We work well together, we spend lots of time together. Probably more than most couples do and it never gets old.

Cosmo tells me that the average early 20’s couple has sex about 120 times per year. Now I have asked people at work if that is a lot. The mix of answers ( I have lots of early to mid twenties friends) and the verdict is that is a good decent amount. Some say that is a lot.

I say that is not nearly enough. Or even close.

In the nearly 8 months (8 months on the 24th) I am heading around the curve for about 250 and can say with almost certainty that I will break 300 before the year is over. It’s just that good. Hardly a day goes by. Now some people would say that its all about sex. (cause that is a lot of sex)

I can say with complete confidence that simply isn’t true. We read together, play games together, cook and do dishes together. We sleep together every night.  If I need something he gets it and vice versa.

Better than all of that. The quote of the week comes from my middle daughter. She was overheard talking to my oldest. She told her that sometimes she likes Joe more than Daddy.

This is yet another big win for me. I want the girls to love Joe almost as much as I do. And that is because I can’t even begin to describe in words or place an amount on something that I am blown away by daily. I literally enjoy taking care of him and I watch him enjoy taking care of me. And now I see him interacting and taking care of the girls and I am even more in love and blown away. A man who started off our friendship saying that in another life we would have been perfect together because my whole set up scared him is now jumped on the horse and is ready to take it all on. He told me he is scared to death. And I am too. But he wants to be here. With us.

And I am completely jubilant over it. Head over heels. Lost. Hopelessly in love.

And he is too.

Le Sigh

So what is this post about? Nada. I just felt the need to pour out mush and since facebook no doubt gets tired of hearing it I felt like I could just pour some out here.  We have another poetry reading in December. And I want to write some mushy Christmas type poetry.

The Christmas season is upon us. Thanksgiving is coming up and then I get to take my girls and Joe and pick a Christmas tree.  A brilliant family holiday. I am so damn happy.

For a little while I didn’t think I could find a man who would stick around and who would take on the baggage and the past that I have.  But it happened. And I have hope for the future. I am taking each happy day with much gratefulness to God and thankful for watching the girls be happy too. I am mystified that Even for a moment, even though things are hard, that happiness is abundant. And it proof that in the endless cycle of making someone else happy, if you work hard for them, and they work hard for you, happy pours out in waves, endless waves. And it is infinite.

Don’t take the person you love for granted. This world isn’t perfect, and neither are people. We are flawed and emotional, driven to be jealous, crazy, scared, full of fear and sadness. But when we take the time to remember how we were made, fearfully and wonderfully, and we remember to love that way. There is no limit to how happy you can make someone when you pour everything you are out into them and you will be amazed at the feeling when they do the same thing to you. It is an overflow that can’t be described and you will find yourself happier than you have ever been, in love in a way that you can’t describe or imagine. You will be happy with the little things and you will be more grateful for what you have than you could possibly imagine.

So now that my tangent of mush is over I hope that in that mess you can find wisdom. God didn’t mean for us to be alone. He even said it wasn’t good. And in our lonliness we forget what it is like to serve someone and be served the way God intended.

 

I feel a love like no other, and I see my happiness pouring out and overflowing on my girls.

The proof?

Today in the car I was listening to Owl City. The honey and the bee was playing. Aimee says to me. “Mommy this song is about a girl and a boy who love each other. It’s like you and Joe. You and Joe love each others. I really like this song Mommy.”

She sees it. And I am glad. They have never seen a positive, loving relationship. I was worried that maybe they wouldn’t understand. But I am reassured that they see it. And they approve.

 

All my love bloggers. Thanks as always for listening to rantings and ramblings of the quietly crazy woman who comes here. To pour out the things of her heart and mind so they don’t overflow.

Always,

Lady X

 

The Honey and the Bee – Owl City

 

Don’t remind me
That some days I’m a windshield
And other days I’m just a lucky bug
As cold iron rails leave
Old mossy trails through the countryside

The crow and the bean field
Are my best friends but
Boy, I need a hug (boy, I need a hug)
Cause my heart stops without you
There’s something about you
That makes me feel alive

If the green left the grass on the other side
(I would make like a tree and leave)
But if I reached for your hand
Would your eyes get wide?
(Who knew the other side could be so green?)

Don’t remind me
I’m a chickadee in love with the sky
But that’s clearly not a lot to crow about
Cause when the stars silhouette me
I’m scared they’ll forget me
And flicker out

I taste honey but I haven’t seen the hive
Yeah I didn’t look, I didn’t even try
But still my heart stops without you
There’s something about you
That makes me feel alive

If the green left the grass on the other side
(I would make like a tree and leave)
But if I reached for your hand
Would your eyes get wide?
(Who knew the other side could be so green?)

We are honey and the bee
Backyard of butterflies surrounded me
I fell in love with you
Like bees to honey
So let’s up
And leave the weeping to the willow tree
And pour our tears in the sea

I swear there’s a lot of vegetables out there
That crop up for air
Yeah I never thought
We were two peas in a pod
Until you suddenly bloomed
Then I knew
That I’d always love you
(Oh, I’ll always love you too)

If the green left the grass on the other side
(I would make like a tree and leave)
But if I reached for your hand
Would your eyes get wide?
(Who knew the other side could be so green?)
If the green left the grass on the other side
(I would make like a tree and leave)
But if I reached for your hand
Would your eyes get wide?
(Who knew the other side could be so green?)

And if I reached for your hand
For the rest of my life
(Who knew the other side could be so green?)

 

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