So, back to my Boy...a week ago was our anniversary. With everything else going on, we just didn't have time or energy to go out. We knew we'd be coming to Houston this weekend, so we just planned on having a date here. But, this past week was just as crazy as the week before and yesterday ended up being a lot, lot longer than we expected...so needless to say, when 6:00 came last night neither of us was feeling very romantical. But, we said we were going on a date, so we kissed the kids and headed out. I owed James a boy flick (he reminded me of the subpar Amy Adams movie I dragged him to earlier this spring), so our plan, for lack of a better one, was to go see Iron Man. Here's the thing, though: when we got into the car, I was g-rumpy. Grumpy, grumpy, grumpy...I had been looking forward to a DATE, something special. Granted, neither of us had time to plan said date, so the lack of a plan wasn't anyone's fault. It just was what it was, the product of a craptastic couple of weeks. So there we were, in the car on the way to a movie neither of us was dying to see right then...and I was just like, no. No, I don't want to do this. We're going to go to the movie and then I'm going to be all grumpy and let down--what kind of an anniversary date is going to a guy flick? We weren't even planning on dinner since we had such a late (and crazy expensive!!) post-graduation lunch, so it didn't even feel like a "real" date. My boy is so awesome--instead of getting ticked off, he listened to what I was saying (and what I wasn't saying!) and he called an audible. He said, let's go do something James and Kristi. So we made a list of things that are hard to do with kids in tow...and that's what we did! It wasn't a make a movie of it romantic night, but we had a GREAT night, and a great date. And when it was all said and done, I felt so much closer to my Boy and much more in tune. Isn't that what an anniversary date SHOULD be? :)
Then today James spent his whole day doing stuff for me and my Mom and then taking our kids skating so I could work for a while. And THEN, since it was so late and he didn't want me to have to go home tonight and then turn around first thing in the morning and drive BACK with Noble (long story), he drove Mom's truck home tonight (another long story...we needed to drive it 100 miles over the next few days, and I wasn't looking forward to working that in!) and the kids and I stayed. So now I've gotten a couple of extra hours of work in and will hopefully do the same tomorrow morning, all because my Boy is just awesome. I love you, Boy-o!
So that's my ode to a Boy. Thanks for being there for me, and for being awesome you. :) Have I told you today how much I appreciate you?