post 43 stories about my wife

This goal is really just a subset of this one, so I’m considering them joined…

I texted her from the studio, hoping for an easy pickup on her way home so that I could avoid the frigid train platform…

She quickly texted back, the following, as it appears here with no punctuation or emphasis:

no you smell

As we get ready to move and are packing, we run across odd items we haven’t seen in a while. Like an entire box of photos she’d like to go through instead of packing them.

She showed me a photo of me and our oldest cat from when he was a kitten. My beard and hair were crazy long and messy.

She handed it to me and said, “You weren’t much for the grooming then.”

I asked my wife over the weekend when we attended what was the seventh wedding we’ve been to since being married ourselves three years ago.

She answered confidently, “oh, no, you’re not.”

When I asked her what she thought was different, she listed a lot of inconsequentials, like me changing my job, etc. But then she said, “And you want to be the father of my children.”

“But I wanted to do that before,” I said. And in truth, I did, as I knew she wanted to have children, and I would not have asked her to marry me, much less to retry at having a relationship, without considering this first.

She seemed to think differently, and perhaps she drew a distinction between being willing to and wanting to. Or maybe the proof is in the act, of knowingly attempting to procreate with her.

I went on to ask her if she would marry me again, mostly joking, and she laughed and said, “yes.”

Then we had sex.

My wife wants an iPod, and actually, she wants me to buy a new one so she can have my current one. I’m waiting for a newer generation that will probably have more memory, and keep telling her that we’ll just get her a new one, but she wants mine. It is a long-standing discussion.

We went to the Apple Store over the weekend, so I could look at the newer macbooks, and we passed by the iPod display.

I picked one of the new video models up to show her (tempt her) and I looked through the folders on it to see what demo pictures they had.

It was perfect. I couldn’t believe it. There was a whole folder of cute baby pictures. We’ve been in high baby mode due to the recent birth of our nephew and as I scrolled through the pictures did all the voices of the babies as they tempted her to purchase the iPod.

“Oh, look how cute I am, don’t you want to buy me?” I said in my high-pitched pretend baby voice.

It was hilarious. I enjoyed it too much.

Then I went to see if there were any demo videos as she put one of the display’s earbuds in her ear. And wonderful! There was a Coldplay video and as I started to play it, continuing in the baby voice I said, “oh, look, it’s Coldplay. You loooove Coldplay…”

It was ridiculous and fun, and we were both thoroughly entertained. We do have a good time together…

when she visited me at my college once that we drank many pina coladas and then we walked through the college downtown area.

She let me wear one of her skirts. Again.

I was walking around with her, in a skirt, smoking a cigar, with my then past shoulder length hair hanging down.

Oh, and I had the beard, too.

Good times.

In high school together (many stories in here, this is only #1) my wife and I both were involved in speech/drama related groups, though her a bit more than me.

At some point, hanging out in the auditorium, watching some rehearsal or such, were the two of us, and maybe a few others. We were sitting in one of the aisles between the seats and she was lying on her side facing the stage further down the aisle from me.

Now, I must explain that my wife at the time wore very baggy flannel shirts that fit like dresses compared to what she wears now, and didn’t really flaunt the fact that she was a girl.

But from where I was sitting, and from the way her shirt fell, I could actually see her jeans to her waistline, and therefore, her butt.

I remember my eyes lingering there for a bit, perhaps even my eyebrow raising, and thinking, “hm?”