I love Sunday mornings. It might be my favorite part of any day. I especially like it when Ryan is home and not working, because we curl up on the couch under a blanket, sip coffee, eat breakfast, and he lets me read him things I find of interest while I peruse the Huffington Post. Even if he doesn't find them as interesting or sometimes infuriating as I do, he pretends well. This morning I found this gem. As I read these out loud to Ryan, we both decided we do about three of those things in different variations than the article depicts, and then talked about a few other things we could think of if we made our own list.
We went about our day after that, going on a hike, I helped Ryan haul some firewood, normal household chores, but that article kept coming back to the forefront of my mind while we had this normal day together. I began to think about how many articles I see on the regular about how couples irritate, annoy, anger, each other and how to fix it. I am completely aware relationships are far from perfect for anyone, they take work, daily work, but I commonly see articles expressing the negatives and not really celebrating the positive, the day to day. So, I have decided to make my own list. Not a list of what Ryan and I do to annoy each other, but just a few of the many reasons I love him and how he's made me smile in the last 48 hours.
1. When we decided to grab a very quick lunch in between all the other things we decided to do on Saturday, and we unwrapped our corn dogs and mine was burnt, he took it out of my hand and gave me his non-burnt corn dog.
2. Instead of watching Sports Center on Sunday morning, he tells me I can watch "Say Yes to the Dress", because he knows it's what I do every Sunday morning when he's at work, even though he doesn't say that.
3. When I complain for the 25th time the light in my bathroom isn't working, he fixes it for the 25th time.
4. He paints the ceiling in my shower yellow, one of my favorite colors, even though it's his least favorite color in the world, as a surprise for me.
5. He rubs my back almost every single night knowing it helps me relax and puts me to sleep.
He continues to do all these small daily thoughtful things, even after I have grabbed Twizzlers out of hands on countless occassions and thrown them across the room, just because every time I do it he still has a look of surprise on his face that makes me laugh until I cry. (Perhaps I need to work on doing more little things or him!)