reasons to be happy about bubbleboy
this is going to be a long blog. i'm very happy. why? because i have bubbleboy.
an 'ode to my bubbleboy, my love. (not in any particular order)
** i like the fact i had a crush on him before we got together; i thought he was cute. he likes that cuz he doesn't believe anyone could have a crush on him. i don't believe him when he tells me he thought i was hot the first time he saw me.
** everyone knows he genuine. he is the nicest guy. he listens, pays attention, very affectionate, loving/caring. people often tell me how happy they are and secretly reveal that he is one of the "good ones" because he is never shady or fake. i like when people compliment me on him, but then again i guess it works both ways, even in front of me he's gotten a congratulations on getting me!
** hours of conversation. of course we talk a lot when we are together, but we can talk for hours on end, four or five hours on the phone is nothing. we get few hours sleep when we aren't together but its awesome. we call each other thru the day too, and sometimes even at 6 am! he text messages me at least 600 times a month. i love that. its not even me who wants to talk, its him.
** his laugh. we have so much in common, especially our love for funny movies. i love watching him watch a funny flick. i sit there and watch him when he laughs. he catches me watch him and usually just smiles. i like to continue watching. i love when he catches me watch him. i do that all the time actually, not just when he watches the tele with me.
** i wake up smiling before i open my eyes when i stay over. i love waking up next to him.
** he puts me into comas. stroking my hair, caressing my back gently, kissing my head. of course his words, "sleeeeep" kinda help.
** the day he said he loved me three times and how i totally missed them all. its the funniest thing. the last time, he said, "i'm in love with a pirate" as he kissed my hand over the banana split at Jerry's Deli. i couldn't help but shy away. he paniced inside, but he learned he paniced for no reason.
** "i have something to tell you." i'm like, "what?" "i love you" he never fails to say he loves me. he tells me at least 15 times a day. he calls me his love, his babydoll, the love of his life, his future wife. i love when he calls me Jenn and says he is the luckiest man in the world.
** he will do anything for me. if i'm feeling sick, he'll run down to the store, in the rain to get me things and rush back to take care of me. he will serve me, never lets me get up.
** he loves cats. he loves animals in general. he meows at me. its a very cute meow, when i hear it, i just want to squeeze him.
** his momma and poppa. such a loving family. his parents did him good. :)
** holding my hand. even if he's carrying tons of groceries, because he won't let me carry any, he finds a way to hold my hand. he has to have my hand...he has to kiss it every couple of minutes. i love that.
** even though i say i don't like it, he picks me up. i like when my arms can be around his neck and my legs around his body.
** his tall, slim body. i love running my fingers through his thick straight hair too.
** that he puts ketchup in his ranch dressing when he eats fries. him thinking i'm weird, at first, that i didn't eat cottage cheese with my speghetti. his love for chicken tenders, four by four hamburgers, pizza, and of course, Chili's restaurant. i cannot forget, his love for cheese.
** his taste in music. he enjoys metallica, rage against the machine, but he also enjoy dido, natlie merchant, fat boy slim, moby, and some eurotech, oldies, light jazz, etc. his parents did him good as his brother.
** his peter pan pose.
** his sneezes. he always apologizes for his never ending cold, but i certainly don't mind. it does not bother me.
** the child in him. he is a natural at video games and never fails to drag me into EB games. his love for comic books and his superheros like superman and batman. his love for ninjas and cheese monkeys.
** he's great with kids. kids want to talk with him about tons of stuff. he's good at tutoring, breaking things down. the little girl students ask about him, their little crushes are cute.
** he lets me spray him with bodyspray even if its cold. its so fun. he uses my bodyshop mango shower gel.
** his dreams about me. i am practically in all of his dreams somehow. i belive him completely. he makes an appearance sometimes in my dreams but certainly not as much as i am in his.
so much more. i'm silly in love and i love it.

