Recently I was at a party and struck up a conversation about dating with one of the women there. She told me about how the suitors who were pursuing her had both professed their undying adoration, but weren't making much of an effort to actually see her.
"Actions speak louder than words," I told her.
Such a simple phrase. Such monumental consequences.
The evil ex I had before I met Mr. Wonderful filled my ear with such saccharine, I nearly had to see an audiologist. He told me I was the girl he'd waited his whole life to meet. And then he got someone else pregnant.
When I met Mr. W, I wholeheartedly embraced the fact that he wasn't a words man. He was quiet. A slow mover. But absolutely unwavering in his caring behavior. He never made me doubt how he felt. He always showed me. Even when he let me hang after saying I love you—it took him about 30 days to say it back—his affection and attention were constant. Solid.
Yesterday he returned from his 9-week work stint in London. 7 days ahead of our wedding. We didn't need words. The minute we saw each other, we just smothered one another in kisses.
This morning, as we lay cuddled in bed, he told me he felt like he was starting a new chapter in his life. I rolled over to tell him how I felt. Ever so gently, he pushed my cheek in the opposite direction. He could have said, "Damn girl! Your breath smells like a sewage plant!" But instead he just quietly turned my mouth hole away from his nose holes.
That's my man of action. Always showing me what I need to know.
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Ha! A very good point, nonetheless. (I mean about action and word, but I guess breath too.) :)
It's so true. The guy I was "with" before Mr. Darcy was all talk, zero action. It was pretty, romantic, dramatic, passionate talk but still ZERO to back it up. I am a very wordy person but I prefer action.
I should try that move with Mr. Darcy. His breath can really sour a sweet morning talk. ;-)
I'm with my first man of action myself. It took me a while to "get" it. Thank god I finally did.
I love this! Luckily for us...Hollydog has horrible breath and she sleeps on the bed with us, so everything else pales in comparison!
Can't wait to see you walk down the aisle on Saturday!
My wedding present to you is a Costco-sized bottle of Listerine.
You'll thank me. :D
Mwah! Hey, at least he didn't roll over and turn his back to you!
Ok, this makes me laugh out loud about Mr. Sensory Overload, I mean Mr. Wonderful. Brings back thoughts about the litter box getting to him, and your blinking and shoes being too loud. My almost new brother in law is cracking me up and I look forward to many more years of these kinds of stories.
Haha I got a good giggle out of the morning breath thing!
I, too, love men of action, rather than words.
that's a good one - i gotta try that on ron russo. i am so paranoid about bad breath that i try to brush after every meal (though i've been slacking lately) and sometimes if i wake up at 5:00 or 6:00 AM to pee, i brush before going back to bed so when i wake up it won't be so bad :)
Actions do in fact speak louder than words. It's nice to be reminded of this. Thank you.
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