A Rare Intimacy

There was no blog update last week. I know I have said it before, but the idea is for me to send you something while I am away from you. When I am with you it just seems odd to update the blog. That's a good new bad news thing I guess. Good news because we are together and bad news because you don't get as many regular updates. The worse new is that I have had a pretty good update planned for a week or so. Being away gives me the chance to do it without infringing on our time together. I guess it is one of the very small benefits of being apart (although I hate being apart).

This topic shocks me that it has never been mentioned. It is one of the things we have done together for more than 20 years. I am not even sure how it started. That it even started seems kind of odd because I can't really even imagine how the first time came about. It remains the one thing I am pretty certain that NO OTHER COUPLE EVER HAS DONE TOGETHER. It is a truly intimate act between us.

First lets define intimate. According to Websters (not the short kid from the TV show)...

intimate1  /ˈɪntəmɪt/
–adjective
1. associated in close personal relations: an intimate friend
2. characterized by or involving warm friendship or a personally close or familiar association or feeling: an intimate greeting.
3. very private; closely personal: one's intimate affairs
4. characterized by or suggesting privacy or intimacy; warmly cozy: an intimate little café.
5. arising from close personal connection or familiar experience
6. engaged in or characterized by sexual relations.

This particular act is intimate by many of those definitions, but it isn't the traditional sex one. Have you guessed what act I am talking about? Think hard.....here it is....

How many wives pop their husbands knuckles for them? And how did you start doing that? It seems so odd that I cannot remember that first time. Can you?

I figure it must have been an odd feeling for you the first time. There is that feeling that you may actually be hurting me. Yet you never have. I know I did it all the time to my self, I always have, but having you do it as well is just kind of cool. How close does a couple have to be to have the wife spend so much time popping her husbands knuckles. It is like our unsung act of true intimacy. It is the one thing that is probably shared only between you and I and no other couple. I guess it is high time we recognize it for the loving act that it truly has become.

I know that at this point I always prefer you to pop them for me. I get especially excited when you get all 8 fingers to pop. I smile at your frustration when you get all but one and laugh when you get mad because I just did it to myself (I swear I do it without thinking - one of those frontal cortex acts that we do without thought). How many times have I held my fingers out and waited for you to pop my knuckles? Ten's of thousands I bet.

So while we have many other intimate moments (popping knuckles doesn't out rank our kissing skills), this one is truly just ours. Maybe you can share with me what you were thinking the first time. I bet it is a good story. In any event is truly an act of love between us.

I'll be home soon. You can pop my knuckles in the car on the way home!

You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.

Home is where...you are

Sorry that yesterday's blog entry was sub-par. I'll do better today in this *bonus* post. Although it will be a shot post.

This week has been hard. I really have missed you since you dropped at the curb on Monday. It was even had to hug you goodbye knowing that I was leaving you after so long together. By Monday night I was really feeling bad knowing that I wouldn't lay down next to you in bed. I can't wait for tomorrow when I get to come home and see you.

It will be nice to be home together for the weekend. Normal activity around the house. I really think I like the being home part of life more than anything. Vacation is nice - and we did some fun stuff - but coming home and being home is really an underrated time in people's lives. Simply knowing that all of your own creature comforts are at your disposal is something I think people take for granted.

Of course it really helps that you have provided us such a nice home. It has so much of "us" all throughout. Pictures here. Perfect decor there. So clean all the time. So in order. Everything in its proper place. It is really a thing of beauty. Thanks for making our house such a great home.

The best thing about home is that you are there with the girls. All those jokes and poking fun. All the laughing. The silly arguments. The silly games you play with them. They light the place up. It makes being home the place to be. While I think that saying goes "home is wherever you lay your head", I think home is wherever you feel the most comfortable. I feel comfortable in our house with you.

So thanks for giving me a home. Thanks for giving me a place I feel safe and loved. I can't wait to get back.

You're the world to me. I Love you more than anything in the world.

Scattershooting

There used to be this guy named Blackie Sherrod who wrote for the Dallas Times Herald a long time ago. He had this column he called "scattershooting". It was essentially a really long series of random thoughts that more often than not were not connected in any way shape or form. I think I "scattershoot" in my head quite a bit. So I am offering you my first "scattershooting" blog entry.

Here goes.

I watched the All-Star game tonight and realized that while the game is a annual event for me, my most special memory is the one where you made me all the "ballgame food" and had it waiting for me when I came home. It was one of the most thoughtful gestures I have ever experienced.....Hilton Head was really pretty, but the best part was being with you....You will find this amusing but I was really spending most of the 11AM hour this past Monday wondering how you were doing with "Mean-chelle" and hoping you had actually remembered your t-shirt. You are so funny.....Maybe our friends are envious of you because you are so easy to be envious of to begin with, seriously who can compete with just you being you.....Have you considered that our oldest daughter actually caught a freaking shark! Afraid of birds and catches sharks, go figure.....Watching Harper's Island on the couch with you Sunday night was a perfect ending to the week, just "time" spent together.....The younger daughter is really an amazing kid. Maybe because she is so much like you. Think about that for a second....I counted at least 10 times last week where I caught myself looking at your grayish eye color. It appears that the climate in Hilton Head brought that color out more than usual. It is one of the best of your ever changing eye colors......The gift giving on Friday night was a touching moment. It does make me wonder if our girls realize how lucky they are to have what they have.....You look really "comfy" in your new grey sweats. "Comfy" is one of your best looks. It gives you a certain sexiness.....I appreciated that you continued to wear the nightgowns even while we were away from home. I know i have told you how much I like them.....Your new underwear is way better than the old ones. I'm just saying.......Have I mentioned how excited I am about this new business thingy?.....Best day of vacation was the kayaking event. We really showed what a cool family we have that day.....While we were playing games I realized how "lovable" our older daughter can really be. She is so charming.....Speaking of games, our family is really a bright set of people. Some of the clues you gave were way creative and indicative of how smart you really are.....Did I mentioned how much I hate our current president?.....At this moment I really miss you. 10 days with you makes even 1 day without you very very difficult.....Your tired voice on the phone at night is very sweet sometimes. It makes me feel like we went to bed together.....240 beers - ugh.....We need to go on a date. Dinner and a movie. Nice dinner. Long drive. Something.....I felt guilty emptying a full 1/2 gallon of our organic milk in Hilton Head. Poor healthy cow.....I can't even tell anyone the funniest story from vacation. Things in the White House. Letter "J". Too funny....FYI - Cheddars wasn't as good as I remembered.....I Love you (should have had at least 3 of those by now).....I Love you (catching up).....Hey we are clearly not "mini-van" people. Way too cool for that by now.....Very flattering to have those country bumpkins not think we were old enough to have kids 16 and almost 19.....Secretly I know you missed the dog.....I Love You (ok I think I caught up).....Palmento, Koolzie, Luminous - you are laughing aren't you?.....The look on your face when you realized you didn't gain 10 pounds on vacation - and actually lost weight - was very pretty. When you are proud of yourself you really shine brightly.....Sorry about the whole couch thing. I found a HUGE way to get back at them. I will tell you tomorrow....I can't wait to get home.

Ok there it is - random "scattershooting". I promise not to do it too much. It isn't very personal and is hard to read. It did however let me say a few quick things I figure you would want to hear.

You're the world to me. I Love You more than anything in the world.