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And Then He Kissed Me... |
Hey everybody out there. It's me again and I thought that I would do a blog about my husband. Well the idea came when one day last week he asked me if I still blogged sometimes. I said yeah and he said that he remembered when I blogged on MySpace about him. I remembered those blogs too because that's when I really expressed my deeply rooted love for him. Don't get me wrong, I still am deeply and over my heels in love with him. There's not a day that goes by when I don't want to touch him, kiss him, and tell him I love him. I still listen to songs and immediately think of him. I know he probably thinks that the songs I sing along to are annoying but he should also know that if I am singing the words and not just humming then I'm singing to him because that particular song is how I feel about him. In fact I can name three songs of the top of my head and they are all by Beyonce (which is surprising in and of itself because I'm not the biggest Beyonce fan): Countdown, Love On Top, and Party. All three of those songs have lyrics that are exactly how I feel about Lovey. So what to blog about Lovey...
Well maybe I should start at when we met. We met when I was still working at the women's prison here. I started first and then by the time I came back from basic training, Lovey had just started. I didn't notice him at first, but when I first talked to him, I thought he was a nice guy but I wasn't crushing on him or anything. Well little did I know that he was kind of crushing on me. Well one day that crush became known because he called me in the unit I was working in and gave me his number and asked me to call when I got off work. Me being the oblivious one that I am still didn't realize that he had an inkling of liking me and I thought he wanted to ask me about something having to do with another coworker. When I called, we talked for a few minutes and then we ended up talking about restaurants. When I said that I never ate at Red Lobster, he asked if I wanted to go. I said yeah why not and we set a night to go. When I hung up, I was like I think I just got asked out on a date. Well I went out with him to Red Lobster, where I found out that he interviewed with the NYPD and that he was 10 years older than me. Now looking at him I still can't believe that he will be 40 this year. Seriously, I've seen him with his shirt off. He's hot okay? After dinner, we sat in his truck and talked some more because neither one of us was ready to go home yet. During the conversation, where I learned that he played basketball in college (I'm a sucker for basketball players), he asked me the question that changed everything for us. He asked if he could kiss me. I didn't even think, I just said yes. That kiss was long, passionate, beautiful, and to this day I still think about it and it's been six years ago. When he kissed me, I heard music. From that moment on, I knew that he was special.
We started hanging out off and on for the next few years, but we always talked and when I needed him, her was there for me as I was for him. However it was in 2009 when our dynamic really changed. In February I professed that I was seriously falling for him and I wanted to be with him for a long time. In May, things really got serious because that's when I found out that I was pregnant with Itty Bitty. What was so significant about me being pregnant was that a few years before he said that if we weren't seeing other people or married to anyone by the time I was 27 and he was 37, then we would have a baby. I thought he was joking at the time because I was already set on the fact that I didn't want kids, but here I was pregnant and I was 27 and he was 37. I was a bit wary about our relationship because I wanted him to know that even though I'm having his child, he's not obligated to lock things down i.e. getting married. However, when I said that, he made a face like why don't you think I wouldn't marry you. After having Itty, we were living together and we finally talked about getting married. At first we said Vegas, but then I wanted my family to see me get married so we picked a date that we both can remember 9/10/11 and we got married.
Fast forward five months from the day we tied the knot and we are still the same love sick kids we were back in his truck in 2006. When he kisses me I still hear music and we have our two beautiful girls. When I listen to Amy Winehouse I still smile because now all her music is about our relationship together. We've had ups and a few downs, but I wouldn't trade him for anyone in the world. I like to think that before we settled down, I was a perpetual playgirl. Going out and going crazy, daring someone to tame me. Well I can say that now I've been tamed and I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you Lovey and when I'm 70 and you're 80 I hope that the love we have for each other is still there along with your six pack LOL!!