Couple Bonding via Shooting Aliens

I had a more activity-packed weekend in mind on Friday, but by Sunday...activity packed morphed into sitting on the couch killing aliens. Now, I never played video games until about a year ago. I always thought they were a silly waste of time. But Sam sweetly asked me to play Halo with him and Sam has this way of making his green eyes sparkle and look puppy dog-pitiful to the point that I'm thinking I'm getting glamored by a vampire. So I started occasionally playing with him here and there. Ever since his hip-replacement surgery last month, he's been playing video games more often.When you are home-bound for more than a month, there are only so many reruns of Swamp People you can watch. I've been playing with him when I've come home from work and now I'm addicted. This weekend, we played the entire Halo 2 game start to finish. It is the best couple-bonding thing ever! We work together, we strategize that Sam will take out the snipers, while I go to the left to take out that big-ass alien. After I get killed, Sam will go after the murdering culprit for revenge. It's awesome! In a month, when Sam is approved for more outdoor activities, like hiking and riding a bike, and the smothering heat gets replaced by autumn, I promise we'll go back to more physical activities. Until then, watch out aliens!

First Inaugral Post

Since I spend at least an hour a day looking at other people's blogs while at work...why not create my own? So I did...here it goes.

I was trying to pinpoint when I knew I loved my husband but I couldn't. There was no way to narrow in on one exact, clear moment. Instead several moments came to mind.

I knew I loved my husband when on our first date, I observed him sincerely asking everyone he encountered how their day was going. And I mean everyone, our waitress, the parking toll booth guy, he gave a friendly nod to people on the sidewalk, and waved at people he passed on the road. He still does that today and you can see the look of surprise on people's faces when he looks them in the eye and asks. You know that probably no one had bothered to ask before. Things like that matter.

I knew I loved my husband when I saw him roughhousing with his nephews on the beach. Later, I got to see him hold his baby nephew and gently kiss him on the head. He loves being an uncle and I know he will love being a father. I feel very fortunate to be the one that will be the mother of his children.

I knew I loved my husband when he helped his disabled brother go to the bathroom and not only cleaned him but became furious when he noticed his brother had not been properly cleaned for a while. This was the sealed deal moment. Sam loves his family so much and will fight for their best interest. I wish more people in his family loved him the way he loved them. 

Everyday, there are moments that refresh my love for Sam. He will walk up behind me and kiss me on the shoulder. He will sing a silly song and have me laughing when I was grumpy just a second before. He will speak softly of our future together and his dreams of raising our children in a house on the hill.

I love him and always will.