just need to spew a bit....

I just need to get this off my chest, and this is the best place to do it. Don’t read if you’re likely to get angry and want to slap me for it. I know I really have no right to whinge, and I don’t want to sound like someone who is irking me no end on another site, but.... *sigh* watch me go!


( pointless, lame whinging )

Now then. Slap me if you must. I rather feel like doing it myself.

Oops... sorry, sweetie!

I meant to mention that today is my sixth wedding anniversary. Sorry, Don-me-boyo!

I do love him a lot, though he can make me more than a bit insane.

Still not sure why he loves me so.

Overall, I feel so very lucky and blessed and truly honoured that he wants to spend his life with me, and I can not imagine my life without him. He is tremendous and talented and infuriating and funny and handsome and brilliant and stubborn and lovely. He's a fantastic bodhran player, a pretty bad cook, a much better writer than I am, is impressively politically savvy, and can make me feel like I am a gift to him.

The first time we kissed, we had just told stories to each other on a New York City rooftop, under a perfect half-moon. He believes in me when I can't quite do so. He presses me to talk, to work through things, when I'd rather hide from confrontation since it's just easier.

I don't tell him anywhere near enough how amazing he is. I do tell him, at least twice a day, I love him. And it's wonderful to mean it every time I say it.