Monday, September 21, 2015
Reason I Love Tyler #27
Until very, very recently (yesterday)...
Tyler drank coffee out of a vintage looking Miller Lite beer goblet.
Now, if it were the only drinking vessel in his house, this could be understandable, but he has a perfectly final normal ass coffee mug that he surpasses for that guy above. This only stopped because I gave him Dollar Store travel mug for our six month-a-versary. Yes, my friends, he would drive to work with a glass full of hot coffee balanced on his lap (or somewhere) on his forty minute commute. Silly, silly. Well, naturally, I 've always been concerned about stains and splashes on his inevitably unzipped fly, so I had to do something about it. Luckily the new mug has been embraced. He just walked out of the bathroom with it. Yay. But I love that he would go on doing that forever if I had not stepped in. I love it. So dorky. So why? But just one of the many things I love about Tyler.
Tyler drank coffee out of a vintage looking Miller Lite beer goblet.
Now, if it were the only drinking vessel in his house, this could be understandable, but he has a perfectly final normal ass coffee mug that he surpasses for that guy above. This only stopped because I gave him Dollar Store travel mug for our six month-a-versary. Yes, my friends, he would drive to work with a glass full of hot coffee balanced on his lap (or somewhere) on his forty minute commute. Silly, silly. Well, naturally, I 've always been concerned about stains and splashes on his inevitably unzipped fly, so I had to do something about it. Luckily the new mug has been embraced. He just walked out of the bathroom with it. Yay. But I love that he would go on doing that forever if I had not stepped in. I love it. So dorky. So why? But just one of the many things I love about Tyler.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Reason I Love Tyler #164
Hey, hey...this is going to be a reoccurring series on this blog, me listing all of the random little things I love about Tyler! No, they are not ranked. Yes, they are silly. Let's kick it off with one my favorites.
Tyler continually forgets to zip his fly.
It makes me laugh out loud when he realizes it himself and shrugs. He's accepted this quirk of his long ago. It's even funnier when I notice and I don't tell him right away. (Unless we're in public, of course.) The best is when we return from shopping or something and he realizes it's been down the whole time. Normally so put together and responsible, I love how this little thing escapes him sometimes.
Tyler continually forgets to zip his fly.
It makes me laugh out loud when he realizes it himself and shrugs. He's accepted this quirk of his long ago. It's even funnier when I notice and I don't tell him right away. (Unless we're in public, of course.) The best is when we return from shopping or something and he realizes it's been down the whole time. Normally so put together and responsible, I love how this little thing escapes him sometimes.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Labor Day Blues
It's an annual tradition for my mom's side of the family to gather for camping and water sports every Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day. Due to my former schedule, I couldn't go to most of these casual mini-reunions, but this weekend I was looking forward to getting to go swimming for the first time in years.
No dice. While my love for rain cannot be denied or retracted, I am a wimp when it comes to the cold. And the two just don't mix. Instead of swimming, the fourteen family members in attendance crammed themselves into three motor homes. Some drank vodka and read the National Enquirer. Some played Cribbage and Michigan Rummy. I worked on my book, read the first 40 pages of Stephen King's Misery, and missed Tyler.
Although I love my family and I know my family loves me, I feel somewhat disconnected to them. I think it's because I'm an only child; they like to play games together, engage in group activities, etc. I want to curl up in a corner with some solitary distraction. This time was no different from dozens of other family gatherings in that respect, but I felt if Tyler was there with me I would have been more social. That isn't to say I wasn't social. I got to gab about Tyler with one of my cousins and one of my aunts.
The cold got to be too much for me and it was getting late, so I left. Luckily, the campsite wasn't far from Tyler's work and I stopped into see him. We often "argue" about who is happier to see who, but this time it was me, no question. Something as simple as seeing him, talking to him, and being around him brightened me up. (And he has extremely high body heat which helped thaw my frozen corpse of a body.) We talked for awhile--mostly about my visit but some about an upcoming wedding we'll be going to! Then I started to feel "guilty" for dragging him away from work. (Hey, I don't want to get him in trouble!) Since we couldn't kiss goodbye, we shook hands like a pair of respectable colleagues a.k.a. dorks.
When someone can make your day better by just existing...hot damn, that is something special. And I've wanted that my whole life.
No dice. While my love for rain cannot be denied or retracted, I am a wimp when it comes to the cold. And the two just don't mix. Instead of swimming, the fourteen family members in attendance crammed themselves into three motor homes. Some drank vodka and read the National Enquirer. Some played Cribbage and Michigan Rummy. I worked on my book, read the first 40 pages of Stephen King's Misery, and missed Tyler.
Although I love my family and I know my family loves me, I feel somewhat disconnected to them. I think it's because I'm an only child; they like to play games together, engage in group activities, etc. I want to curl up in a corner with some solitary distraction. This time was no different from dozens of other family gatherings in that respect, but I felt if Tyler was there with me I would have been more social. That isn't to say I wasn't social. I got to gab about Tyler with one of my cousins and one of my aunts.
The cold got to be too much for me and it was getting late, so I left. Luckily, the campsite wasn't far from Tyler's work and I stopped into see him. We often "argue" about who is happier to see who, but this time it was me, no question. Something as simple as seeing him, talking to him, and being around him brightened me up. (And he has extremely high body heat which helped thaw my frozen corpse of a body.) We talked for awhile--mostly about my visit but some about an upcoming wedding we'll be going to! Then I started to feel "guilty" for dragging him away from work. (Hey, I don't want to get him in trouble!) Since we couldn't kiss goodbye, we shook hands like a pair of respectable colleagues a.k.a. dorks.
When someone can make your day better by just existing...hot damn, that is something special. And I've wanted that my whole life.