My Real Life

February 14, 2013

My Valentine

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 6:00 am

Yesterday, one of the amazing women bloggers who is a co-contributer to the anthology I am part of, posted this Valentine’s Day post on her blog, Funny is Family.

I loved it, and decided to share it with you today, along with some of my reasons for why Real Man continues to be my Valentine after  almost 15 years of marriage, 19 years of dating, and 25 years of knowing each other.

1.  He puts up with my overactive DVR schedule.  He even watches many of my shows with me.  And, some shows, like The New Girl, he doesn’t watch with me.  Even when he’s laughing at the jokes.  He’s not watching.  Even when he puts down his tablet and moves his eyes to the screen, he’s not watching.

2.  He is willing to drive to the Quik Chek to pick me up one of the ridiculous milkshakes they have there at 9:30 on a school night.  And I’m not pregnant.  Just wishing for a milkshake.

3.  He never gets tired of reading the same books, singing the same songs, going through the same bedtime routines every single night with the monkeys.  Never.  I’ve heard him say “Stand up.  Zip up.  Night-night world.  Shut the door.  Turn out the light.  I love you so much.  You’re a good boy,” more times than I can even begin to count.  And he never says “Seriously?  Again?”

4.  He eats everything I cook with a smile.  Which is nice, considering the monkeys don’t.  But, Real Man…he eats it, makes appreciative noises and pretends I’m Giada Laurentis.  (I choose to believe that he’s only pretending I cook like her…not pretending that I look like her.)  The only time he has ever not eaten what I’ve made was in our first year of marriage when I made pork chops and applesauce in the crockpot, like my Mom used to make.  Except, it wasn’t anything like when my Mom made it and I threw it all in the garbage before he could be sweet and eat it anyway.

5.  He loves me.  Like, he seriously loves me.  He doesn’t care that I don’t look the way I did when we met at 16.  He doesn’t care that I fall asleep in the middle of movies I made him rent. He doesn’t care that I start reading a book and become completely unable to complete any other task around the house until I finish the book.  He just loves me.

Good stuff.

4 Comments »

  1. OMG! My signature move is forcing a show and promptly falling asleep! Or staring at my phone for 45 minutes, looking up, and asking “What’s going on?”

    I loved this post. That’s fun that you met your husband when you were 16. Thanks for the shout out!

    Comment by Amy — February 14, 2013 @ 10:48 am | Reply

    • Anytime!!! I always get accused of not knowing what’s going on during the show because I’m on my iPad, but I can always repeat every word people have said in the past 5 minutes. If I put down the iPad, I’ll fall asleep, so I have to multitask to keep myself awake!

      Comment by abozza — February 14, 2013 @ 1:29 pm | Reply

  2. Oh you sweet Mama you. I am blessed by your blog.

    Comment by nancy — February 15, 2013 @ 4:02 am | Reply

    • 🙂 Thank you so much for your kind words!

      Comment by abozza — February 15, 2013 @ 7:03 am | Reply


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