tard carmarn

i just adore my husband. he is so funny. he is so cute. he is hilarious in the kind of way that is our sense of humor and the more i laugh the more he laughs and then the more we cry-laugh. he is up-beat. he is thoughtful and gentle and always so excited to see me. he smiles so humongously it is contagious even if i'm in a sorry-for-myself mood. he sings me to sleep when i need him to. he does anything i want/wish/ask...which is perhaps him being the best ever, but i think partially because we love most of the same things. like one night i called him and told him i wanted to go see this band some night and he should get work off and he does and we go and date and it's delightful. he kisses the best kisses. when i'm going about my business in my bedroom he will lift me up and throw me onto the bed (i have come to know that relaxing my body before i hit the bed makes the whiplash hurt less). most of our dates are on a whim and sudden. i love being in the same room as him. he will stay up with me all night to help me finish a paper or prepare for a presentation. he will do anything to help me calm down. when we were first married (and i was a crazy person on crazy pills) and we would fight (because i was a crazy person on crazy pills) i would try to leave the house, but he would hold me and make me talk about my issues and feelings (crazy person/pills), which means that he taught me how to discuss my life rather than holding it in and feeling bad for myself. this is why we're best friends. i tell him everything i think about everything. he's so supportive of my life and my goals and my passions and dreams. i think that they're more like our goals and passions now. every paper he's written since we've been married have been about art history...so we've amalgamated. this is too long now, but he is just the best so i wanted to talk about it.