yesterday i brought home a suitcase of meat for A. f'rizzle. it made me think about how much fun we have and all the wacky things we do that i never post on here, because for whatever reason lj tends to be a wishing well of escapism and when i'm not in escapist mode, i'm too busy having fun to record it!
in fact, i am % 87% of the time (no pun intended), and life with A is indeed a pleasure. he's a lovely little muffin and we get along like mittens tied together with rainbow yarn. we know eachother inside out and outside in and even the pieces we don't understand are accepted and, in their own way, understood nonetheless.
so, a few charms for the A. bracelet:
- his patience
- teaching me about telescopes & permutations & temperature & radioactivity
- when he reaches for my hand
- when he tells me to sit next to him in a restaurant booth, even though we'll be on the same side
- his lil cough that he always makes to let me know he's just outside
- his affinity for spreadsheets
- how quickly he can do math in his head (and still get it right!)
- his predictable eating habits
- his awkwardness around people
- the way he looks in t-shirt & jeans. mmmm...
- the cutesie notes he leaves for me where he incorporates stickers for visuals
- that he gets me things for V-day even though i say i don't want any
- in general, he knows most of my ins & outs and let's me be me. in sf or dc or across the globe.
there are ohsomany more! I wish I could say I will diligently record them from here on out, but given the trends we've seen here before, i suspect the next entry you see will be filled with woe.
