Just a simple routine

It is late. Really late. I tried sleeping but I can't. There is this other side of the bed where you should be and it is empty. There is a leg somewhere that my foot should be touching, but it isn't. There is a soft sound of someone breathing next to me somewhere, but I can't hear it here. Being in bed alone isn't how it should be - ever.

How does that happen? That you become so accustom to having things be a certain way that when they aren't you simply can't adapt? How is it that "normal" is so important in life?

Tomorrow I will eventually wake up and next I won't kiss you goodbye. I won't hug you or kiss you softly on the head while I sneak out of bed to get my morning coffee. When I get dressed I won't peek out the door at you sleeping, just to see you sleep. I love to watch you sleep, which is good because you really love to sleep. When I leave there won't be that last smell of your neck to last me throughout my day. There won't be your arms around me to send me off.

Why is that routine so important? It is like I am child who hates his routine disrupted. When things aren't like they should be, I can't function. Why does the routine mean so much?

Tomorrow I won't walk through the door and see you. I won't ask you how your day was or pester you about dinner. I won't ask where the girls are or what you guys did today. You won't show me something cool you did today or ask me about something we got in the mail. I won't follow you around the kitchen while you are busy trying to grab that first hug that is so important to me when I get home. In fact that hug wont' happen at all.

Tomorrow night won't wind up with us both on the couch. Watching something useless on TV. We won't fall asleep way before bed time. There won't be the "pillow" endeavor that prepares us for bed. I won't lay in bed while you are changing in the bathroom waiting to see what nightgown you picked. I won't flip back and forth between the "standard bed time TV shows" and the Brewer game while I wait for the bathroom door to open. There won't be any watching you play your last SNOOD of the day while I wait to see if "it" is going to happen tonight. No last hug of the day or kiss goodnight. No snuggling. No conveniently placed hands. Nothing but an empty bed.

You know something? After reading this post over again I realized something. My days are pretty good. Lots of things happen that I count on and love. They all involve you. I like that. I like my routines, my normal....my wife. For now - good night sweetie.

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

Rocking Hats

I finally figured out how to get my pictures from my phone to my laptop. Thus I was treated to the gallery of pictures of you in your new hats. I must say, I am really impressed at how you rock the hats. Not surprised, but certainly impressed.

I had such fun with you this past week as we hit the Summerfest circuit. Day after day of music, drinking and fun. However, the best part was that I got to be in public with you on my arm for a full week. I got to show off how amazing my wife looks. I got to play "arm candy" nearly everyday.

It was fun watching you get ready every day. The "jean" selection, followed by the inevitable showing off of your truly fine backside to me. Then the - at a minimum - 3 shirt change, until you finally settled on the perfect selection (I found it also interesting that you could change bra's so quickly too. It all ended in me leaving the house with you looking your very best and me pretty excited about being able to show you off to the world. Nothing makes a man more proud than having his beautiful bride on his arm for every one to be jealous of - I got that for so many days in a row (although I did worry about the day you went without me - the same people saw you, but didn't have me there to claim you as mine).

The coolest thing was the end of each night. I really love you in hats. So the "pick tonight's hat" process was very cool. If you combine the pre-Summerfest process (see above), with the Summerfest drinks (that give you that sexy smile I love so much) and the addition of the sexy hats......well it is no wonder I couldn't keep my hands off you. You truly are THAT sexy.

Thanks for making me look so good all week. I can't believe that after 23 years together you just keep getting better. The current version of my wife is my favorite of all time. I am sure I'll say that again in the future as well.

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

Only You

Only you my love.

Only you can make me smile the way you do.
Only you can make me feel at ease the way you do.
Only you can make me safe the way you do.
Only you can make me know everything is OK the way you do.

It's always you my love.

It's always a simple touch or the way you hold my arm when we walk.
It's always a small gesture like running your fingers through my hair.
It's always an unexpected kiss that takes my breath away.
It's always a hug at just the right time.

Nothing surprises me more my love.

Nothing surprises me more than the feelings I have when you are around.
Nothing surprises me more than how much I miss you when we are apart.
Nothing surprises me more than how much joy I feel when I see you again.
Nothing surprises me more than how quickly I know you are always right where I should be.

Time passes so quickly my love.

Time passes so quickly when we are just hanging around.
Time passes so quickly when we are thinking about the next 50 years.
Time passes so quickly when we talk about the past.
Time passes so quickly when we are in each others arms.

I love you my love.

I love you more than you will ever know.
I love you more than anyone could ever feel.
I love you more than words can say.
I love you more than I can ever express.

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

Styx Styx Styx

Ok this blog will serve as my pre-concert apology for dissing Styx all these years. I really am looking forward to seeing them tonight and after much research on the band, their music and what not, I have to admit to just being a boneheaded idiot for trashing them for 2 decades. I blame Mr Roboto for placing the stigma in my head.

So a bit of trickery for you. Call it a lyrical magic.

One touch was all I need to know. For me to know you were my fate, my destiny. Your lovin has always seemed the best thing I ever had. You're the only woman that could show me what love could be. You're the only woman that understands a man like me. I thought you were an angel, but to my surprise, we climbed aboard this starship and headed for the skies. Come sail away, come sail away - come sail away with me. What can I do, when pictures of you still make me smile. What can I say when those pictures still make me cry. They say a man can't live in this world if he is wearing his heart on his sleeve. With you I can. And I will hold all your dreams in my hand. You're fooling yourself if you don't believe it. The best of times, are when I am alone with you. Some rain, some shine. We can make this a world for two. I've got too much time on my hands, to not fill my eyes with your beautiful smile. Cause you know it's you babe, whenever I get weary and I've had enough, who gives me the courage and the strength I need.

So there you go. Tonight's the night we make history. Only you and I. Come on, come on and dance all night. Despite the heat - it will be alright. Music is my game, but when I'm with you, I treat a lady like she is wearing a crown.

Tonight's the night - we make history.

I think Styx has essentially said it all huh? Can't wait for tonight.

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