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Friday, March 16, 2012

Oh, Love...

I’ve written about Georgia and not-Georgia, I’ve written about sex and absence of such, I’ve written about what’s on my mind, what’s on others’ mind, what’s in the air, what’s hidden under the rugs…but I haven’t written about what’s important.
Last week, 4 years passed since we got married. 4 years! 4!!!!!!!4!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And whenever I want to write about it, post becomes cheesy. Now, if I were heartbroken and alone, I am sure you’d hear it every week. But since I am happy, hubby doesn’t get mentioned. And that is not fair.
I hope you don’t get mad, I hope you don’t think I am bragging, let me tell you why I am happy.
Whenever he brings flowers, he makes the bouquet himself – that is he picks the flowers and tells flower girl how to arrange them. I love flowers.
Whenever he wakes up earlier during the weekend, he crawls from the bed carefully, not to awake me. He comes back in couple of hours with breakfast.
Whenever we travel, we sit down and plan our trip together and include stuff both of us want to do.
Whenever we want to do something, it almost always coincides.
Whenever it does not coincide, we try to understand what is it that attracts the other one in this particular case. He got me watch Game of Thrones. I got him watch Sex and the City. We both liked each others’ shows (he probably won’t admit it). Hell, he even made me watch Star Wars and the new Star Trek (and if any of you watch Big Bang Theory, I share the sentiment of Penny, as she answers the question, what is the difference—there is absolutely no difference!) He even knows who Benedict Cumberbatch is. And that right there tells you how confident he is: my hubby is not afraid of competition! Not even from a weird-looking British actor I will probably never see in real life.
Along the same line, whenever I post pics of my nude back in my blog, whenever I dress pretty and maybe a bit too daring, whenever he is put in a situation where those unpleasant-to-me Georgian dudes would punch someone without good reason, he doesn’t mind. Because he knows, I am with him. Always.
Also? He knows infinitely more about music, so whenever my i-pod list gets old, I just give it to him and he magically fills it up with cool stuff, stuff I’ve heard of, stuff that is old and forgotten, stuff that I had no idea existed…which reminds me, I’ve listened to the last album he put in my player for too many times now...
He helps me calm gadgets I am fighting, brings law and order to my chaotic excel spreadsheets, likes cooking with me, hates sports with me, pets our cute kitten aka kutten with me and generally either does things with me or for me. Now that I think about it, do I ever do anything for him?
I should probably write those down or after this post, he might get snobby. And stop petting kutten with me.
P.S. the flowers he threw together for our anniversary. They looked alot better week and a half ago, but they are still pretty?


  1. რა ქმარი გყავს ნუუ! ♥

  2. This is adorable! Congratulations!

  3. congrets :* most adorable couple I have ever met :)