The shortest month of the year has just been and gone. With both Valentine’s Day and my husband’s birthday nestled in February it is a month where a focus on Andrew, our relationship and love seems unavoidable.
Uniquely Mr. S
I fell in love with Andrew a long time ago but have found over the years many of his idiosyncrasies interesting, even lovable. Here are a few:
He is a quiet, stoic man. Case in point – we had elected not to find out the gender of our firstborn so when our son was born it was an exciting time. Andrew called up his parents and in a calm voice said two words: ‘Yep, boy’. He does however become animated whenever he finds a typo in a newspaper article.
He has a lot of regulations about how a dishwasher should be stacked correctly will rain wrath down on anyone who attempts to wash the sharp knives in there.
In no particular order he loathes crowds, mushrooms, Facebook, horror movies, spicy food, and most bizarrely, pizza. Yes. Pizza. Everyone likes pizza.
He peels bananas from the bottom. Just because.
He doesn’t think people should wear t-shirts of the band they are going to see in concert but it is perfectly acceptable to wear another band’s t-shirt to that concert.
I like discovering these things about my husband. But my goodness at times, I get grumpy with him! As usual it is about the tiniest things – he was telling me off about my driving this morning. But really it is always about the big things. Obviously he doesn’t trust me, thinks I am a terrible driver, always knows better… all the things my angry brain says to me.
To reduce my cognitive dissonance – I married this man and we produced two incredible children together so there must be something there – I find it helps to do an exercise where I list out things I like.
So here goes…
Sometimes I find it hard to unconditionally love you so I thought I would write a list of some of the reasons (conditions??) of why I love you instead…
I always think you are very handsome, especially when you have the right amount of stubble (I never notice or care that you are bald)
You are a fantastic daddy – you are a rock star to Dylan and Eloise
You are very practical and do lots of things I wouldn’t ever do myself like fixing doors, fridges and toys
You have great teeth
I am very grateful that you don’t follow sports or spend whole weekends watching cricket or motor racing
You show love through action and I am eternally in your debt for washing and vacuuming my car
You make a mean stew and a tasty lasagna
I like your intellect, dry sense of humour and your ability to pick up cultural references (you told me what ‘jump the shark’ means)
You freely give out good hugs and sometimes if I am really lucky a nice back massage
I love you, Julie
Just writing this list has put me in a better frame of mind. I guess I should do it more often. It is probably good that there are cultural institutions like Valentine’s Day and birthdays that remind us to love what is right in front of us.
The Five Love Languages Book: The Five Love Languages on Amazon.com
‘Jump the Shark’ definition via the Urban Dictionary:
A term to describe a moment when something that was once great has reached a point where it will now decline in quality and popularity. The origin of this phrase comes from a ‘Happy Days’ episode where the Fonz jumped a shark on waterskis. Thus was labeled the lowest point of the show.