I WON!! I WON!!

Ya know………if I don’t start writing more blogs I’m gonna have to change the name from occasional bs to rarely bs!! Seems like last I wrote I had just gotten married and really wanted to talk about how great it is. I used to always imagine how great it would be if I won the lottery. Well friend, let me tell you I have. I’ve won the “wife lottery!” Even as I sit here writing this very blog, I feel the strength and love sitting right next to me. (and to punctuate it, she just burped and acted like nothing happened). I just get such a rush sitting next to her. Now don’t get me wrong, what’s not to love? She is wearing her fancy pajamas with a sweater on because she gets chilly. I mean nothing says “sexy” like the wool sweater and baggy long pj’s. (another burp). Hard to believe we’ve only been married a couple of months. I truly believe this woman lies awake at night thinking of ways to make me happy. I happened to mention to her in an email that I was really tired today and she picked me up with a cup of starbucks! But there is the thought that marriage is a two way street so let me tell you where I come into this relationship. I noticed this yesterday and started backtracking in my mind our earlier experiences and I see a pattern. I help her with her diet. When we go out to eat she eats until I finish my food and then I finish hers too. See, I’m a giver. Last night was extra special because when I got done with our food we got ice cream. And guess what? She couldn’t finish hers!!! But it’s not all about food. Unless we’re talking about bacon, then it’s all about food. I’m just sayin’! Right now we’re in bed. We have the Longhorn basketball game on and nobody is saying a word. We are both punching away at our keyboards in our own little worlds. But the cool thing is as far apart as we are, her in her cyber space and me in mine, we are together. Another thing I noticed the other day was whenever I get up in middle of the night to go potty (which reminds me I need to make a dr appt or quit drinking so much water) I always tell her I love her when I crawl back into bed and whether she’s awake or not she always responds that she loves me too. It’s my belief she just likes to be agreeable. I’ve used this to my advantage and recently got her blessing to go hang out with the boys for a weekend in a couple of weeks. (note to self: remind T of that weekend sometime when she’s awake). (burp). So as I sit here in our bedroom under the cloud of gas that has developed, I count my blessing. For I, my friend, have won the lottery. I may not have a lot of money, but I’m the richest person I know.