With Autumn definitely upon us, I am feeling the urge to snuggle up in my woozy hiking socks, comfy sweaters and start doing all the fun inside things that having 4 seasons in a year permits me to do. BLOG! Gosh, I am so very derelict in my duties, but I'm working on it.
This morning as Sam was getting dressed for work I groggily sat up in bed (mind you, it was 9:30!!) and lovingly said good morning in my scratchy, just woke up voice and proceeded to ask him a very important question. "Sammy, could I use your camera, today?" And to my sweet surprise he said, "of course." Whoa! Had I asked that same very questions just 4 short years ago, I am quite sure that he would have hesitated just a bit and then asked if he could graciously join me and of course make sure that I was not going to go shooting near any water, lava or cliffs for fear or hurting his precious camera.
I should not be so harsh, really I need not be. However, it does signify a great change in our relationship from then until now.
My sweet, sweet Sammy. I am so very happy to be yours. And yes, even though creepy, the guy in Whole Foods is indeed correct you are a lucky man as well.
In honor of my sweet, almost husband, I would like to propose a personal holi-month (holiday + month). I will call it, Happy I Sat Next To You month. Lots of happy couples have wonderful stories of how they met, but I personally like ours the best. It was the beginning of September-ish and I needed a class because one of mine was canceled at the last minute. American History was open, however it was from 6-10 on Thursday nights. Oh well. Come to find out those 4 hours every Thursday for 11 weeks turned into some of my favorite times. I sat down next to you, because I was running late as usual and it was the only soft chair left (4-hours in an unpadded chair can be brutal on the tush!) and just as those words ran through my mind, I looked up to who I would be sitting next to and saw your dear, sweet face and crazy hair. I calmly, rationally and bluntly said to myself that I should probably break up with what's-his-face because I was, well, for the lack of a better term, in love from the time that I saw you.
It should also be noted that Sam had a similar reactions, only his inside voice said something to the effect of, "there's my wife!" However, neclected to speak or look at me for the next 5 or six weeks!! Jerk head! Plastic shoe man!
Big hugs and lots 0 love to you, Sammy. You've made me a very happy girl.
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