archive for January 2007

reasons i love my lovely wife: day 27

When she asks me to get her a glass of water, or a pillow, or some rice cakes, or a cat, or an omelet made from the eggs of the dodo — which, yes, has been extinct since the 17th century but that shouldn’t hinder my efforts and please make certain that the eggs are fresh — I will sigh.

When she asks me to turn on the lights, or turn off the lights, or open the curtains, or close the curtains, or turn down the TV, or turn up the TV, or adjust the TV volume to some mythical setting such that the shows will be loud and the commercials will be quiet — even though this flies in the face of everything the entire television industry is trying to do GOD DAMN THEM ALL — I will grumble.

When she asks me to tuck the blanket under her feet, or take the blanket off of her feet, or pull the blanket off my feet and onto her feet, or knit a blanket out of the clothes that I am currently wearing but please make certain that the blanket contains no skungy underwear bits thank you very much and by the way where is my omelet? — I will complain.

But then she will tell me that she loves me. And she will tell me that she is the luckiest woman in the world. And she will tell me that she is so happy to have me in her life. And she will tell me that I am the greatest husband in the history of husbands and I make every day with her better by my very existence. And she will smile.

And then I stop my sighing. And my grumbling. And my complaining.

And then I do her bidding.

reasons i love my lovely wife: day 26

Driving home.

Me: I’ve got an idea for a “Reason I Love My Lovely Wife”. It would say, “Sometimes when she’s mad, she bellows like a sea lion”.

I giggle. My Lovely Wife gasps.

My Lovely Wife: I DO NOT BELLOW LIKE A SEA LION.

There is a pause as she glares out the window.

My Lovely Wife: Maybe a banshee… or a crow… or- Oh! I know! A seagull! That’s it! I bellow like a seagull!

A look of contentment washes over her face.

a non-exclusive list of things whose absence would lead to my immediate (or eventual) death

  • oxygen
  • the Earth’s crust
  • gravity
  • the Sun
  • the ability to create poop
  • the means to get the aforementioned poop out of my body
  • the ozone layer
  • molecular cohesion
  • antibodies
  • water
  • my brain
  • the contents of my brain
  • the contents of my brain specifically relating to my fear of death
  • the contents of my brain specifically relating to my fear of death by snow leopard
  • the contents of my brain specifically relating to how get the twice aforementioned poop out of my body
  • the four stories currently between me and the ground

reasons i love my lovely wife: day 25

I will admit it — I “speak” for the Large One and the Small One. And My Lovely Wife talks back to them. The Large One calls her “Mum”. The Small One calls her “Mummy”. These conversations can be quite detailed.

Every few months, this will happen:

My Lovely Wife: You know, they can’t really talk. They’re cats.

Me: Then why do you talk back?

My Lovely Wife: [Pause.] I like to talk to my boys.

reasons i love my lovely wife: day 24

She believes fervently that things can always be made better with cheese.

Even cheese.