Love

What is it? I know it but cannot describe it. It’s that not looking at one an other and simply taking a hand or arm. It’s him and our sweet dog sleeping 10 hours through a Cat 5 hurricane while I blogged it and having 149 out of 150 lofts damaged.

All but ours.

It’s me making meat and potatoes for him. It’s him buying me flowers every once in a while or taking out the dog or cleaning up vomit when he lets her eat something dead from the sidewalk.

It’s me making his favorite foods (spaghetti and meatballs, stew, steak on the grill, loaded baked potatoes) and making sure his clothes are clean and folded, dinner is ready and the house is clean. Magic!

We do not buy gifts and he does not want me to have any jewelry except what he’s bought me and I keep on 24/7. One 18K wedding band. Two 18K gold teeny hoop earrings. Two golf bracelets on my wrists with magnets for my arthritis (how sweet is that). They work!

Now we do not get gifts but I think for my birthday, Christmas and our anniversary, all spread out over three months, I would like a traditional Claddagh ring. It would be on my right hand because I’ll never take off my wedding band, so the heart would be in to show that I’m spoken for. I figure the left hand shows people I’m married already!

He just bought himself a 40″ monitor/tv for home so for half the price I can get one ring. Ask writer Calvin Trillin about Alice’s Law of Compensatory Cashflow. Well, we didn’t spent $2K for that so we can use it for this! I miss, (RIP) Alice.

Cheers and root for me! My husband got a huge TV and will be working from home a day or two a week. I and dogma deserve payment for that life disruption and she just got a new collar. Asian silk, hand-sewn, The Last Collar She’ll Ever Wear. (MIB) Dee