Love is Blind

SO I stumbled upon some letters Tay and I wrote each other during our long distance relationship. Well rather.. some electronic letters. I read some of my own words I really needed to hear, and I also had to laugh at how consistent my husband is.

Recently, Tay and I have discovered his lack of detail when writing is not contained to academic writing, but also to emails. He has had to write some professional emails lately, and I of course being the overbearing person I am.. read some of them. (shudder) While being very succinct and efficient (two of Tay's greatest gifts), punctuation and capitalization left some room for improvement... specifically he did not capitalize any of the "I"'s. I figured my speed typer Hubby just didn't proofread so I asked him to next time just do a quick run through of what he had written.

Well the next time, he managed to catch one "I" he did not capitalize, but left another three uncapitalized. I think at this point my OCD nervous twitch kicked in.

Of course I asked him if he had checked over his email before he sent it, and he replied he did. I informed him.. dearest.. that he had skipped a few of the capitalization errors again. I proceeded to write a few of the next emails, but there again came a time where he sent his own.

And once again, there were a couple of the "I" 's not capitalized.

 

Heavens to Purgatory!!! I know I am absolutely ridiculous. And I have to repent that this for some reason was beyond my ability  to comprehend or understand. I kept thinking... Taylor is extremely intelligent... really smart. I mean the dude is blowing through Ayn Rand's books right now.  Why? WHY? Then I realized..... 

He probably thinks the same exact thing when I leave the lights on everywhere... leave the cupboard doors open... destroy my closet trying to find one outfit... forget to close the bags of his favorite chips (after eating most of them).. had to have the manager at the grocery store announce over the intercom that my car was blocking traffic because I had not put it into gear and it had proceeded to roll down a hill and stop in front of the grocery cart retrieval area... or when I rolled across a parking lot WHILE IN MY CAR because I once again forgot to put it in gear and was texting on my phone.. just to name a few. 

Umm tee hee? Aren't I cute? ha. ha?

So I let go of the capitalizing "I" problem. It is not a big deal. Then today I opened up the letters we had written to each other while dating.

                                               NOT ONE "I" WAS CAPITALIZED

And this.. my dear friends.. is proof that while you date... love is blind.



Sidenote: I am sure glad capitalization is one of the few irritations I have to deal with with Tay... and even more glad that he puts up with the many I give him :) 

Oh Valentines Day...

Sorry It has been so long. Life got busy. Got a job. Found a church etc etc.. :)

So it has been a week since Valentines day, and I have been thinking. Why do men hate Valentines Day? In my book.. for any man in a relationship... especially long term.. V-day is a gift from God.

Why do you ask? Well I will tell you.

It seems that most men struggle with romance... or rather a woman's view of romance. I am constantly reading things how women need to adapt to how men think and love yadda yadda blah blah.. ok I get it. Women have unrealistic movie inspired views often of what their daily life concerning romance should look like. I understand learning how your man loves... but it does not mean the desire just goes away.

I like pretty things. I LOVE getting flowers. I like to be doted on. I pretty much love to be loved on. I don't think any woman.. no matter how practical she is.. can say she does not like when her man pays special attention to her in the form of gifts, notes, so on and so forth..

Now Taylor as I have said before.. is very loving. In his very own manly ways. And I appreciate this. I did not marry a woman, and if he did have the emotions that I pretend I wished he had... I would probably go nuts. TRUST ME... I have enough emotions for the two of us combined.

But still.. I fully support the expectations that come with Valentines day. You see Valentines day for me is easy.. I know what Taylor likes. I know how to make him feel special and loved and happy. In fact, in general I know how to do that. Not that hard. And this is what makes Valentines Day sooo wonderful.

It is ALL laid out for men. Plain and simple.. just how they like it. Yes there are expectations from the woman.. the expectation to be shown that she is loved. And maybe every day of the year a man struggles with this.. a womans definition of love. But on VDay... every producer of commercial goods is standing waving a flag showing men some very generic and easy steps to romance.

This is why I feel like a man's brain should appreciate about the day of love:

a- Walk into any grocery store and there are beautiful flowers waiting for you.
b- There is candy and teddy bears in almost every store you go into.. I mean take your pick.
c- There is a WHOLE section of Valentines day cards.. they even split them up by relationship status. Example: "Wife" "Girlfriend""Funny Wife" etc
d- There are so many commercials about gifts on TV.. and I know these commercials come on in between sports shows.
e- These commercials if anything can be a reminder to maybe make a reservation for some good food... and I know there should be no protest against that.

I mean how much easier could it get. EVERYWHERE one goes is a reminder that love day is coming. A man does not even have to think or stress about it. It is like God is giving all men a free pass for one day to prove to women that they too can adapt to the needs of their significant other.

And no I don't care about all this "commercialization" of love baloney... especially women who say this. Shush please. You guys read WAY too deep into everything. Seriously.. lighten up.  Leave me alone with my flowers, cards, and food. I don't care how generic it is.. I don't care if greeting cards make a billion dollars off VDay. My man read that card and thought it displayed his feelings pretty well.. and I did not even have to pull ir out of him... and I like flowers... so let me bask in the cheesiness and awesomeness that is the day of love.

Taylors response to all this: "It is still a pointless day."