I have a long-standing tradition of acquiring and becoming obsessive about a new video game during vacations and holidays. This summer is no different—except for the fact that this obsession is actually healthy!
We bought DDR (Dance Dance Revolution) for Lane for his birthday, and it’s turned out that I’m the one who’s playing it nonstop. Calories burned today: 550 650 900! More fun than a treadmill, that’s for sure.
As usual, obsessive game playing will take precedence over blogging, so don’t expect to see too much of my here. (Plus there’s that pesky packing problem to deal with, too, seeing as how we’re leaving in a mere 3 weeks…)
Back in February, I posted about my amazing husband, who had bought me a PS2 for an early Valentine’s Day present.
Well, he’s at it again.
Friday is our 12th anniversary, but I have a conflicting obligation that night. We were trying to figure out what to do about it, when he reminded me that while our actual anniversary is June 3rd, our wedding announcements say June 2nd. (It’s a long story.) So we’ve decided to celebrate our anniversary tomorrow.
The plan is to head out to Seneca Lake after the boys leave for school, rent a pontoon boat, and spend the day lounging in the sun on the lake. The only problem? How to listen to music. We no longer have a working boombox, most of our music is digitized, and headphones are so not romantic for a day on the lake.
Tonight he came back from running errands with an early anniversary gift—Altec Lansing InMotion speakers for me to use with my iPod. Such a lovely thought…but, unfortunately, my 1st generation (5GB) iPod won’t work with them, since it doesn’t have a dock connector. After I explained that, he looked disappointed, and said he’d take the speakers back tomorrow. But a few minutes later he walked back into the room holding another box…a pink iPod mini!!! Can I just say that it is, without a doubt, the absolute cutest electronic device I’ve ever owned? So as I type this entry, I’m copying music onto my new toy.
Yes, he rocks. Hard. Twelve years, two kids, lots of downs to go with the ups…but we’re still here, still in love, and our marriage is stronger than it’s ever been.
I was trying to explain to someone recently the difference between the intoxication of infatuation, and the happiness of a long-time love. It’s hard to explain, really. Infatuation has energy and excitement. It’s a high. It’s like the first drop on the roller coaster—exhilarating and terrifying all at once. Long-term love is sweet and slow and solid and secure. It’s knowing that someone knows you—knows all about you, knows what you like, knows how you think. Infatuation takes your breath away; love takes your fears away.
I’m a lucky woman—not because my husband buys me PS2s and iPods, but because he knows me well enough to know those are exactly the right gifts. Because after twelve years of marriage I still laugh at his jokes, respond to his touch, and look forward to a day with him on a lake.
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