I am married to the insanity that is Ted. Ted can make me crazy in two or less seconds, depending on what his mood is. We've had fights. We've had times where I won't speak to him = usually my way of dealing with him until he finally convinces me to talk to him. I've had moments where I don't know how much more I can take - it's always fleeting because of the rest of what I am going to write. Here are all things Ted that makes me insane:- He can't go to a grocery store and buy one of anything. It's always in multiples. He just showed up a few minutes ago with four packages of marked down, cut round, just the right size for crackers turkey. He was all excited. It's a great deal he tells me, 89 cents, plus I found a dollar off coupon. Really? When are we going to eat it. I know he will. He'll use it for sandwiches or something. But, for some reason, he had to buy four packages.
- He is all nerd. I've learned to deal with it. I love that he is so smart and he knows pretty much everything. Very seldom do I catch him telling me something incorrect. But, he's definitely all nerd and when he wants to use his nerdom to "help" me, I want to beat him.
- He completely doesn't know how to apologize without kind of making you think it's your fault. "I'm really sorry about that, but, you did this". I watched him do it to Crystal just the other day. I wanted to punch him in the face. Sometimes just saying, "I'm sorry" is all that is necessary honey.
- I can ask him a question, I will get the answer in the first two sentences, and then I have to listen to twenty more minutes on an explanation. I learned very quickly to tune the rest out, because 95% of the time, I have no idea what he's talking about after that.
Why do I put up with this, you ask? Really, it's not much to put up with. I'm married to the most genuine and sweet man that ever lived. And he's smart, too. I don't think enough people appreciate and understand what an amazing man I married.
He's an incredible romantic. But, not in the classic sense of wine, roses, dinner and song. He shows his romance in different ways. He will walk up behind me and kiss me on he neck and wrap his arms around me. He doesn't write love notes, but, he says the most amazingly romantic things - when he tells me I'm his silver lining, I know he means it. But, the sweetest and romantic thing he does, the 12th day of every month, he will at some point in my day make sure he says, "Happy (insert number here) monthaversary". Yesterday, I was taking my shower at 6:30 in the morning. He walked in, opened the shower, walked in, kissed me, said "Happy 95th monthaversary" and he turned around and walked out soaking wet.
Who wouldn't love that kind of romance?
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