Monday, May 26, 2008

I Think It Was the Socks


A friend recently told me she read somewhere that the “honeymoon phase” only lasts for 2 years. After that, the flaws start to set in, the infatuation diminishes. This was news to me. Prior to my current relationship, I usually waved goodbye to the honeymoon around
month 3.

But Mr. Wonderful is a different story. It’s now been 6 ½ months and I’m as giddy as I was back in November.

For the past couple of weeks, his roommate has been out of town on business. This has given me the unique opportunity to help Mr. Wonderful clean his house, prune his trees, re-landscape his front yard. Some of you may be saying, “Eww,” but to me, these activities are heavenly. They feel like home. They’re the sort of things I want to be doing 10 years from now—after the honeymoon really is over. And the best part is that even when I’m covered in dirt, with ratty hair and no makeup (okay fine, maybe a little mascara), he treats me like a queen. He kisses me, smiles at me, rubs my shoulders.

Yesterday, it just became too much. Maybe it was the latte he made me at breakfast. Or the socks he loaned me because I forgot mine at home. Or the fun we had the night before at Gyu-Kaku. Or just the plain and simple fact that my mouth is the size of that whale ride at Disneyland.

It was probably a combination of all those and more. But when he walked me out to my car and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me, telling me how great I was for helping him pull ivy roots and plant delphiniums, I had to (couldn’t hold it in any longer) respond with, “I only do it because I’m head over heels in love with you.”

I didn’t expect to hear it back. I just needed to say it. It was like a piece of gum I’d been chewing way too long. I had to spit it out. So I did. And I’m sure he was a little taken aback. He squeezed me tighter and said, “awwwe.” That was good enough for me. Especially if I get to have another 17 ½ months of this delightful moon with my honey.

8 comments:

Dingo said...

The best part of saying I love you is saying it without expecting or having to hear it said back -- it's saying it just because you have to. No games. No, "what if he doesn't say it," you know?

Good for you.

brookem said...

ditto to his "Aww"... so sweet. and im with dingo- it's so ... nice to be able to say "i love you" with no expectations.

wishing you and mr. wonderful lots of happiness in your future.

Alysha said...

Way to go! Glad that the weekend was wonderful, and glad that you were able to say how you felt. I feel good about it! And ditto dingo. Perfectly said.

geekhiker said...

Very happy for you. And thanks for providing something of a counterbalance to the massive negativity that is my neighbors!

Lara said...

:) I agree w/ dingo. I'm so happy for you.

Michael C said...

That is very sweet. When I saw the whale and the mention of the socks, I figured this was going in a whole different direction. In college, my wife worked on that ride and yeah, I liked me the Fantasyland socks...

Now, I fear I have shared too much. Way. Too. Much.

Mel Heth said...

Dingo - Yeah, it SO wasn't about him or his response. I just needed to say it after holding it in for so long (and having such a great weekend).

Brookem - Thanks! :) I'm sure I'll be reading a post like this on your blog sooner than later.

Alysha - You were part of my motivation! You gave me the go-ahead and that made me feel safer putting it out there.

Geekhiker - We need to find you a little lady to move in with... :D

Lara - I love you.(too).

Michael C - That is SO awesome your wife worked at Disneyland! And even more fantastic that you have a Fantasyland sock fettish, you dirty minx.

jcat said...

Awe...Miss you truly are my Soul Sista...Apparently, Monday night was the night for first time "I Love You's", I did it too!! Just threw all caution to the wind and succumbed to the truth of it all. It went something like this: Me(You know ...I may be hit by a bus tomorrow...) Him (Huh?) Me(Yeah, then I'll be floating about someplace...who knows where and won't be able to get to you) Him (What are you saying?) Me(I am saying, and I really am this time that ...well...I LOVE YOU! And please don't say anything, just know that) I too had an "awe" response followed by "Don't worry I am not going to get scared or run away". That was reassuring I suppose! Since we're all about love right now...Miss...I LOVE YOU!