Sunday, February 12, 2012

I just feel like Blabbing about the Hubster



I must warn you... I am not feeling too inspired right now. I had a great workout, yummy food, and now am in this euphoric food coma/leftover excercise endorphins trance that I can't seem to shake.

Anyways, as I come upon Valentines day and almost my 2 months of being married ( I know I am practically a pro) I decided towrite about some of the interesting differneces I have noticed between Taylor and I. Some, are just because it seems that males and females are different (who would have thought). Some are purely Shelbi and Taylor idiosecrecies.

-Taylor has to fall asleep with a. the fan on and b. something playing on the tv. Now I get the fan thing, his inherited tendency to overheat requires the constant stream of air. Lucikily I have a comforter AND a down comforter on my bed so that I can bury myself in their warmth while being accosted by the cold air.

The tv thing I am not entirely used to. In college, I would keep the tv on because.. well frankly.. I lived in the bottom floor room.. by myself... and I was never one who liked being alone in the dark. Sooo I would place the channel on ESPN (it is boring and there was no chance of a scary commercial being on that I would wake up too) and try to fall asleep. Ok.. yess... I am wimpy. Anyways, this worked for awhile until I had to stop due to unforseen circumstances.Why you ask? Because when the basketball dudes would run down the court.... I would wake up in a panic. I guess I sensed/somehow saw the movement and always thought someone was in the room. I have Taylor now so I have no need for the TV. In fact, I may be a little bitter.

-Taylor likes things nice. He definitely appreciates when I make our home nice to live in.. or when I show him nice things to wear.. but there are still instances that make me laugh.

Example: Taylor had labeled his binders with duct tape. Like he took duct tape.. put it on the binder.. then wrote the subject on them. I could not stand how this look so I secretly took colorful sheets of paper.. labled them.. took the duct tape off.. and secured the clean looking papers onto the binders. Well the other day I got a peek at Taylors binders. He had DUCT TAPED the pretty paper down.

I throw in the towel.

Although I must say I am not completely guilt free with the duct tape. I like my grandma try to make due with what I have and I have more than once tried to block the sun by duct taping a blanket over the windows.

It was just until we get our blinds haha

-Sentimental. I am sentimental. Taylor not so much... or well not in the ways that I deem so. After forcibly telling Taylor I want a love note I will get something like this: I love you. The end. I could write notes ten pages long detailing how I feel about Taylor. I would love to write love notes and leave them everywhere. But you know what... Tay would be exasperated by ten pages when he could sum it up for me in three words. I love you. And I don't think he would really notice my notes unless they are put directly in his field of vision.

Example: A friend posted on facebook about how she loves looking down at the two rings on her finger. I completely get this feeling of awe at being married. I love when my ring sparkles too :) It was also stated that her husband feels the same way and that he never wants to take his ring off. I think this is very cute and sweet. But it also made me laugh when I though of Taylor... because of this:

After reading these posts I lovingly look over at Taylor and ask "Do you ever look down at your ring and just smile? " I get  a look something like this:
I don't even know why I asked. I have found Tay's ring by the shower and on the dresser... there is no awe or amazement over a ring... maybe over a scoreboard...

As a person who cries when someone on TV or in a commercial achieves their dream... or over the fact that I will never get to be a princess (I don't want to talk about that).. I sometimes dont understand not thinking and feeling constantly. I mean I could whip up an emotional tale for you right now if you want. Taylor says sometimes he literally does not even think. NOT AT ALL. Say what? I mean I even remember most of my dreams my brain is so obsessive. How can anyones mind go completely blank?

Anyways.. once in awhile he will come voluntarily to cuddle with no expectations.. or I will get a random squeeze or random hug me.. and I cherish these moments. Because it is in these moments that I know he has had the surge of emotion I experience on a continual basis.





But in place of the emotional wordy love I do get this...

If I ever ask Taylor for help he drops what he is doing and helps me..
If I feel sad and I am homesick..  I get held until I feel better..
We have the same sense of dry humor so he can always make me laugh..
He knows I hate doing dishes so he does them for me..

I know for a fact Taylor loves and cares for me so much that he would do anything for me.. He gave up a whole summer for me.. It still makes me cry to think he loved me so much that it did not matter that he had to work a job he hated or that he would have to leave his friends or would still have to pay rent in Sioux Falls while in California.. or that he would lose his starting position in football.. He came home last summer so that he could propose to me and give me the courtesy of having time with him that was not long distance.. Anyone who knows how much Taylor loves football and how hard he works at it, would understand what a great act of love this was.. I will forever be amazed by his selflessness nature and ability to love without thought of praise. Yet, if I get mushy with Tay over this.. he shrugs and says "I know what I want."

Sorry Tangent.. I really could go on.. I was not lying about those ten pages of love haha

Anyways... He never expects me to do anything or demands anything from me..
He hates the same AWFUL marriage books I do that push the woman having no personality or opinion..
He always supports and encourages me..
Notice all the me in these sentences.. I may be spoiled ;)

I get a quiet and steady constant love.

Well I told you I was not feeling too inspired or witty... so this is all I got :)






1 comment:

  1. Wow! Shelbi, this letter almost made me cry, i usually dont enjoy reading unless what i'm reading is really, and i mean really! interesting, and no too long. ;) Well, let me tell you i read the whole thing! i was speechless, i loved it, and i would read it all over again if i had to, that was neat you put some time into it, it is lovely, keep it up. :)
    i love you sis! <3 @nG!3 :)

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