we both love ice cream

In June, Gerald and I will celebrate our fourteenth anniversary, and I'm as much in love with him today as I was when we married--if not more so.

Yesterday I started watching the movie Little Miss Sunshine, which Gerald (and Erin) both loved, and said I absolutely had to watch. And you know what? I hated it. I chuckled maybe once, and spent a lot of time shaking my head in disbelief. When I quit watching at the halfway point (when they're stealing the grandfather's body out of the hospital), Gerald scoffed at me, saying I'd given up just before everything turned around. So I watched the rest of it tonight. And disliked it just as much.

I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised. He loves Scrubs, too, which I hate. And Arrested Development, which I hate even more. He hates musicals, which I adore (I grew up watching them with my dad). He hates fantasy books and movies, which are my favorites. He has zero interest in any kind of computer game.

And yet.

We love each other. We enjoy each other's company. We laugh at each other's jokes. We complement each other's strengths, and accept each other's weaknesses. And we both love ice cream.

I'm a lucky woman.