So when Honeyboo reads this he will do one of three things- 1. Laugh his bohiney off. 2. CRY. 3. Shoot me...I don't care its funny and sappy..... So just indulge..... and wish me luck....
So on Monday we will have been married half a year. It was pointed out by a good friend last Monday at the 4th party. It has been an "eventful" half year. And although we have not really had a huge blowup, we have had our share of "squabbles." It is getting back to normal and fortunately we have not maimed or harmed each other nor the little people or the Gma but it has gotten loud once maybe twice. Thing is it is normal. Blows have not been exchanged nor objects so I guess we will shall make it the other half the year.
It all started in January on the 11th. Judge Wright who has been on the bench since dirt was invented married us. I was not sure whether to laugh or cry and I actually did both at the same time. I was TERRIFIED not PETRIFIED. She tried to break the ice with jokes but it did not work. Just look at our Wedding photos on Facebook. I look like a scared rabbit. Ok but you understand. I was worried. It was freaking cold verses now with it being freaking hot. The only dress I could find in 25 counties was a sleeveless black number and a shawl... All he could find was a red shirt and khakis and the boys well you know the Eskimo on crutches and all had on shorts. So you see where I am going. WE HAD NOTHING but EACH OTHER. AND LOVE. That is all we need right? Yep that is all we need. So we got hitched and soon after, Honeyboo got sick and at the same time he took a new job. Holy Crap. I thought I was CRAZY, I mean we got married and I started Spring 2011 semester the next day. He took a new job about three weeks after we got married. And the Eskimo went back to school from being off and Blondie suddenly wanted to learn to drive, and Curly wanted to switch schools. WHOOOOOOAAAAAAAAA Nelly hold the batphone I need a break. My head is spinning just writing about it. Some way some how, we have survived. Oh I could tell you that it has been all rainbows, cucumbers, and roses, but along the last half year it has not. I would only be lying and I am not about to start that....
A week ago, Honeyboo managed to make me feel that silly, scared I want to run feeling again with a ditty on FB about why he loves me.. Hummm truth be told, I am not good a verbally communication, I can write it and tell you but somewhere between my squirrel brain and my alligator mouth, translation gets lost and I open to speak and NOTHING happens... It sucks when it does. Mind goes blank the whole kit and caboodle..... I get the beyond the deer in the headlights look.... So you all know me, I typically tell you what I think and how I feel but when you are my betrothed, I lose all sense.
See I love Honeyboo, because he does goofy things that no one else would think funny... For example, one of our first shopping trips out, to CVS, we were waiting on his meds and looking at something I do not even recall and here is why.... Out of the dead silence of the store, he goes as loud as he can, "STOP ARGUING WITH ME NOW!!!!!!!!!" I know for a fact I turned 15 shades of red. He thought it was funny... I however, am still not thinking so much funny as you will pay.. Then a few days later walking out of my favorite store, Kohls, in front of Lake Worth's finest, who had someone pulled over, he grabs my purse from my shoulder and starts walking hurriedly in front of me and saying as loud as he can, "STOP THAT IS MY PURSE LET GO STOP FOLLOWING ME OFFICER SHE IS TRYING TO TAKE MY PURSE." For the love of all things holy, if that officer would have come over there I most likely would have decked Honeyboo. We shall not even discuss the incident at Wal Mart where he dropped back as I was walking out and told the door greeter that she should stop me as I had stuff in my pockets... It is a good thing I no longer can swing a bat.... He might be in trouble.
But he also listens somewhat. I tell him he pretends to be listening to me but I have doubts. Ahhh yes and there is the non confirmed ADD that we both have.. It is fun.... He picks on me about cooking and I pick on him about being lazy... Oh and the little people well they think he is the greatest thing since ice cream was invented. Typically when he is picking at me they join in... So much so that one night I chocked and the Fire Department almost had to be called...
Mostly it is the little things he does that make me love him. Like taking an extra day off work when the Eskimo had his first surgery to help me with him. OR going to the doctor with me cause I am a chicken... In life it is the little things that count not as much as the big things.
So for half a year this Monday, we have done pretty good. Neither of us has lost a limb or been harmed and kids you should not try some of the stuff we try at home, but none the less we have made it.
I love you Honeyboo and when you asked me to marry you I asked you why? Well I married you and yes you tricked me, you told me that we had to go register the car and I can not figure out why gma and the little people and Mel came to this day... Well sweet pooh, WHY DID I MARRY you????? Hmmmmm give me the other half the year to figure it out and I will tell ya.... I LOVE YOU BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
( I really did, He asked me to marry him on my birthday in November, and while he was on one knee, and asked I looked at him and said "WHY?" and then I started crying cause I realized he was serious.....)
Night all smooches and loves.......
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