"What are you and That Guy doing for Valentine's Day?"
"Nothing."
"NOTHING?!"
"No. We never do."
"And you stay with him.. why?"
Because he's put up with my crud for 8 years with grace and good humour, no matter how crazy it gets, and it can get VERY crazy at times.
Because when life blows up in my face, he's there with cocoa, a brownie, and lots and lots of hugs, reassuring me that it'll all be ok.
Because when there are days I am in too much pain to get out of bed, he makes sure I don't HAVE to get out of bed.
Because if I needed one day's worth of gestures to reassure myself that he loves me, I would be the stupidest woman on earth.
Why is it that everyone who asks me this type of question is a woman who reacts exactly the same? Every single one assumes it's That Guy's fault we don't celebrate V-Day in some gooey, pancreas-killing fashion, when *I* am the one who loathes pink, gets sad when there are cut and dying flowers around, and thinks a perfect date involves ogling animals, movies with lots of gunfights and explosions, greasy pizza, and a trip to a bookstore. He thinks about me all the time and brings me odd little things he finds that he thinks will make me happy, like tiny aspen pine cones or mini acorns or alpaca finger puppets or pictures of tigers playing in snow. When I come home with more birds than I said I was going to get, he doesn't even sigh, he just asks how much bigger we need to build the coop.
GAH!!!
Why are some women SO DUMB?! Grr!
And why is it that HE would be the bad guy for not doing roses, chocolates, and romance.. but nobody ever asks if I do those things for him? I don't, but that's because I know he wouldn't like those things. But nobody asks.
-Spooky
"Nothing."
"NOTHING?!"
"No. We never do."
"And you stay with him.. why?"
Because he's put up with my crud for 8 years with grace and good humour, no matter how crazy it gets, and it can get VERY crazy at times.
Because when life blows up in my face, he's there with cocoa, a brownie, and lots and lots of hugs, reassuring me that it'll all be ok.
Because when there are days I am in too much pain to get out of bed, he makes sure I don't HAVE to get out of bed.
Because if I needed one day's worth of gestures to reassure myself that he loves me, I would be the stupidest woman on earth.
Why is it that everyone who asks me this type of question is a woman who reacts exactly the same? Every single one assumes it's That Guy's fault we don't celebrate V-Day in some gooey, pancreas-killing fashion, when *I* am the one who loathes pink, gets sad when there are cut and dying flowers around, and thinks a perfect date involves ogling animals, movies with lots of gunfights and explosions, greasy pizza, and a trip to a bookstore. He thinks about me all the time and brings me odd little things he finds that he thinks will make me happy, like tiny aspen pine cones or mini acorns or alpaca finger puppets or pictures of tigers playing in snow. When I come home with more birds than I said I was going to get, he doesn't even sigh, he just asks how much bigger we need to build the coop.
GAH!!!
And why is it that HE would be the bad guy for not doing roses, chocolates, and romance.. but nobody ever asks if I do those things for him? I don't, but that's because I know he wouldn't like those things. But nobody asks.
-Spooky
