Today Roger and me will be celebrating our 9 year anniversary. Can't believe it was 7 years ago when we did that (see video above); so many bittersweet show choir memories (class of 2009 remembers.)
Roger's replies in green
My replies in pink
My Hate Love Confessions:
I hate his temper
I hate how long he takes to pee. (See my #1)
I hate how he never wants to eat what I want to eat but doesn't know what he wants to eat either.
I hate his farts. They don't smell but they are startlingly loud. (I am easily scared and startled)(Farts that don't smell are a gift in my book)
I hate how he always sneaks his elbow under my back when we fall asleep and it's like someone is stabbing me from the back.(She lays down on the bed, then asks for a hug. Where else would my elbows go?)
I love it when he laughs, he has the most beautiful smile
I love his arms, it's a gun show I never want to miss ;)
I love the way I wake up and find myself tucked in, and I know it was him.
I love his charm and wit
I love the patience he extends towards me.
Roger's Hate Love Confessions:
I hate how impatient she can be
I hate how she always has to sit Indian style. Even in my car...with her shoes on. (IT'S THE COMFIEST WAY TO SIT)
I hate how early she falls asleep. Like 8pm early...on a weekend...when we're at a friend's house. (fatigue is a symptom of my Gilbert's Syndrome, I can't help it sometimes.)
I hate her farts. They smell bad. Not too loud, usually silent and definitely stinky. (Yeah, they smell pretty bad, He's on point for this one.)
I hate how her driving makes me fear for my life. (My hand is gripping the "Oh shit" bar a good 60% of the time) (DID YA DIE?)
I love that she likes to play basketball with me. (It's not my favorite, but because it's important to you it's important to me)
I love how cute she is (damn straight)
I love how, even after she has fallen asleep, she will never fail to turn over and hold me once I join her on the bed.
I love her awful jokes and puns. (There are some good ones too.) (They are all good! ASK AJ)
I love how caring she can be, not only to me, but her family, her pets, and even the lost dog that she saw while driving down the street.
Hope you readers enjoyed that. Much love and peace!