After 33 years, I still have the ability to take my husband's breath away! Really, month after month, he can barely catch his breath after opening a credit card bill!
Night after night when he pulls up to the house he screams out, "our house looks like a Christmas tree"! He's rather cute when he sees this, really, some nights I think he needs CPR! In reality, I think it's his secretive way to get a hello kiss.
On the rare occasion that I cook, he sits breathless at the dining room table as if to say, wow, you went to all of this trouble for me?
Sometimes, I'm actually on time and I get the breathless reaction from him as if he were staring at a Norman Rockwell painting!
It's rare that we take my car, but the fact that I still drive on empty after 33 years with him leaves him panting because he has used up his words to over capacity telling me how bad it is for the fuel injection system and how dangerous this is.
Recently he sounded as if he were having an asthma attack losing his breath over the fact that I bought him some shirts in size xtra large. I've told you for 30 some years I wear a large! (oh yeah, what size shoe do I wear honey?)
Sweetheart... can we talk about...NO!, he says before I can finish, gasping he says, you know how I hate "those" kind of conversations! Well, I just wanted to see if you wanted to go to the US Open. Whew.... all of his breath is let out like a balloon. Really? Yes. With this he is fist pumping with excitement. Honey I say, be careful not to lose your breath from getting over excited, I now need you blow up the rafts for the pool.
Motto here, Always be that breath of fresh air, that leaves them breathless, makes for a long happy breathless marriage!
Keep writing those posts, Beth! Hugs to a fabulous sister! Lori