What a day. What a week.
Tristan went back to school today. One down. Toby, parker and eliza are all still sick. That makes one full week, since last monday, that i've had sick kids. It changes your reality, these sick kids. I've found it challenging, to say the least, to continue writing in these past eight days.
And so. And so i welcomed shane's input last night. And so it was a departure from what i would normally say, from what lines i would normally cross. When he sat down at the computer i watched him from the couch (chesterfield) and wondered what he would say about me. I hoped he would wax poetic about his love for me. How i am perfect. Everything he ever dreamed of.
But, i am not perfect. I am full of holes in logic, perception and reality. The thing is. The thing is he knows all that. He knows exactly who i am. And that…THAT…is exactly what makes love happen. Sure, i found his description of me a little tactless, a little base. But, in the heat of the moment there is no tact, no grace…just panties and bras in the way of what we really desire. And what we desire, in my house, is close personal contact – skin on skin – and i love him for all his honesty and abruptness about that.
Because when it comes down to it, the reason we are a team, is because of this strong bond that we have – emotionally and physically. Saggy boobs, beer bellies and all.
And yes, we introduced wine and beer back in to our household on sunday night. And thank you to everybody that commented to shane, and all the dads, and all the people i have never heard from before. It has been an exhilarating day of phone calls home to office; "sixteen comments! i am totally winning!"
And thank-you for not quite letting him win. And i won't let him guest blog again for, at least, awhile. Lest it get to his head.
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awww… your love for each other is inspiring. hope your kids feel better soon!
I would love to have my husband guest on my blog.
But he already thinks one person in the family spending too much time blogging is enough, damnit.
He would probably write, “Everybody get back to work. Nothing to see here. Keep moving.”
that took guts!
It’s always fun when we have the opportunity to peer into another person’s reality for a little while. You are a brave woman. There is no way I would walk away and let my hubs wax poetic about me. I’d pester and peck at him till he walked away due to frustration!
Thanks for the fun posts.
I hope the kids all get to feeling better soon.
I slid the laptop over to K last night for him to read Shane’s entry.
I thought he might want to guest comment – but all he said was
‘it’s all about the breasts’ and gave a knowing nod.
When my post about John’s canon got the most comments I’ve ever had, he got a big head about it. I need to come up with something to edge that post out before he decides to blog too.