Hey people. For those of you who came to my show yesterday at Burroughs-- Thanks! It was great seeing so many friendly faces. For those of you who didn't-- you missed the ridiculous ruffle boots-- BAM. That is some serious boot action there, even if the pic is pretty bad. (It's surprisingly hard to photograph your own feet.)
Lucky for us, we make a point of checking in with each other every evening, and say "I love you" and "Have a good day" etc to each other every morning, and do little considerate things on a daily basis so we don't feel the need to really bust out the big guns on such occasions like anniversaries. We just noted it, and gave each other an extra hug and kiss, and I went back to scurrying distractedly around.
First thing is a small conversation we had a couple weeks ago. It started with me making a joke about "dress-up day" referring to something we'd seen on t.v.-- little boys being turds and tugging girls skirts up. The kids at a school I went to where we all had uniforms was especially infested with these troublesome boys. We girls would automatically pull on our gym shorts under our jumpers upon arrival to thwart any "undie sightings".
Dan just looked at me quizzically as I related this bit of info like it was one of the weirdest things he'd ever heard. I said, "You probably never did anything like that did you?" He looked almost insulted and said, "No," like-- "who the hell would?"
He at times gets this look where it's like earnestness is beaming out of his eyes.
I sat back and kind of took a good look at him. I said, "You've probably never been mean to a girl in your whole life have you? Never tugged a pigtail, or lied to one to get your way with her or any of that have you?" He goes, "Nope." And I totally believe him.
I said, "I wonder if I'd have met you, way back when we were little kids, and we'd grown-up together and gone to the little jr. high dances together and all that, been high school sweethearts, if you'd have kept me out of trouble, or if we'd have gotten into a bunch more together." He said, "I'd have kept you OUT of trouble-- or tried to at least."
He's probably right. It was one of those, "Man, I love this guy" moments.
Yesterday I felt kind of like crap, and had a long day ahead of me, being on duty at the show. He packed a "go bag" for me, and included a pack of tissues. He started the car for me, and left a couple oranges on the front seat for me. That's the kind of stuff that counts for WAY more than roses etc in my book. Little gestures that say-- "I get it. I care about you. I'm willing to take care of you a bit. I'll keep you out of trouble from here on out."