Things I Love

There are certain things in life that I absolutely could not would not EVER live without. One, my LOVE. Going on eight years now Geoffrey and I are inseparable joined at the hip. I never get sick of him and he never gets sick of me. Really, it's SICK. We never run out of stuff to laugh about (Everything) Talk about(Everything) or have meaningless arguments about( You vacumn too long you melted it, you didn't vacumn long enough, Why can't I play my Simpsons game when you are home, because it sounds like something that would entertain a two year old, I am hot! I am cold! Turn down the air. I don't like that brand of toilet paper, would you just spend the extra 30 cents on the good Mac and Cheese, You left hair in the bathroom when you shaved your head, you put the toilet paper on the roll wrong, why did you eat all my caramels?etc..etc...I could go on all day. The thing is we amuse and enchant each other every day. We can laugh about the random awful things that have happened in our relationship, we make rules, we follow them in order to have a blissfull relationship because the relationship itself means so much to both of us that neither could bear to lose it. I don't care if others are discusted by us. They are just JEALOUS as they should be. A love this perfect did not happen overnight, we earned it. I know that we are annoying to others at times with our Baby this and Baby that, but at the end of the day when we are home together NOTHING else matters.
Okay, enough about that.
Second to Geoffrey I love Books. Old books new books books I have read just the sight of books makes my mouth water and my hands shake. I just want to open them up and read and read and read until my elbow aches and when I put it down I want to sit there and think about it and if it was good enough I just can't wait until I read it again. Unfortunately the spectrum for this goes from John Updike to V.C. Andrews. So I can't exactly say I learn anything relevant from some of the books that I have read multiple times.
I love Memories. Sometimes when I have time (which I have a lot of) I like to lie in bed and close my eyes and think and reminisce about events in times past and what they felt like and smelled like and tasted like. I like to turn them over in my mind and re-happen them like they were just yesterday, or even better Now. Oh, this often leads to ummmmm....Fantisizing. I do some of that to.
Masturbation. Yes. Sex in the live is so much better in it's own way. But sometimes it's fun to touch yourself. Try it. Then leave a big saucy mark for your lover to find.
Food. I love food in a way that leads to...well see above. Not all foods. Sometimes it's about quality, but sometimes it's just about quantity that makes you want to just lay down and take a nap. It's called comfort eating. I like to comfort myself a lot. In exchange for feeling this well..comfort I also sacrifice my waisline. That is where the sex and love comes in though. It's all about balance, right?
Times Past. The fifties. The sixties. The grainy as fuck Seventies. Time that has past. Years. The nineties. They each have there own charm for me. That is enough for today.