Sunday, January 08, 2006

If You Wouldn't Mind Getting a Cavity, Feel Free to Continue Reading

Dear Zube Boy,

Today marks five years that we've been together. I know, Ha Ha, it feels like ten. You're too funny. Hee. But really? I want to thank you. For everything. For all of the laughs and all of the hugs and all of the flowers and all of the support. For proving to me that there are wonderful, wonderful men out there. And that I could actually be lucky enough to fall in love with one. One who would love me back.

Thank you for turning my tears of sorrow into tears of laughter. Thank you for being strong when I'm, well, not so much. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to know that it is possible to love someone more each and every day. Thank you for going to rallies with me and rallying for me. Thank you for asking me, "Are you okay?" and saying, "You'll do fine," when I'm nervous as hell about speaking in front of a large group of people. Even when you are just as nervous, if not more, about being in front of a large group of people.


Thank you for being brave enough to stand by me; the only man among a sea of women. Thank you for being so concerned with what will help me, that you forget to think about how it will put you in the limelight. And I know how much you hate the limelight. You are so understated, it's inspiring. Thank you for being what other men should aspire to be.

Thank you for laughing with me at the dumbass who, after eating Thanksgiving dinner at our house, told a friend that we had a very negative relationship. I hope he enjoyed the arsenic laced turkey, too.

Thank you for eating the tomato stuffed with cous-cous and ranch dressing I made you five years ago today. Even though, now I know, that you hate tomatoes.

I know we joke about the fact that I could have been honey-less, usually when you want me to make you cookies or something and I need a little encouragement. But, all joking aside, when that jeep flipped over, the world stopped. I didn't see anyone else. I didn't hear anyone else. I didn't even notice that I was navigating my way up an 70 degree incline of slippery dirt in flip flops. I think I flew. Or angels carried me. Or something. I only remember hearing, "Oh fuck, they flipped. The jeep. It flipped," and then being there at your side. I don't think I took a breath, until I heard you speak. I don't think I've ever wanted to hug someone forever. Until then.

I know I get all fiercely independent, and I think that's one of the things you admire about me, but all of my, 'I am Zube, hear me ROAR' lunacy aside, you mean the world to me. And I don't know that I'd be meowing, much less ROARING, if I didn't have you there, cheering me on. Or egging me on. Depending on how you look at it.

Thank you for giving me quite possibly the best years of my life so far. And thank you for the years ahead. I know they'll be just as awesome.

Okay, I have to cut this shit out. I've got a lump in my throat, and wet shit in my eyes, and I'm feeling the sudden urge to sing Wind Beneath My Wings. See what you do to me?

Anyway, you rock. I adore the ever-living shit out of you. I only hope that I've been half as much to you as you have been to me.

Love,

Zube Girl

PS- If you would quit leaving dirty cereal bowls on the side of the bathtub, it'd be possible for you to give me the most PERFECT years of my life. But, I'll settle for best. Oh yeah. It would also help if you'd stop taking fucked up pictures of me.

22 Leg Humps:

Amy said...

That is the sweetest thing. Hope you guys have many many more years together with dirty cereal bowls and fucked up pictures.

Nicky said...

Happy 5th to you and Zube boy!

Happy Villain said...

(Revenge is sweet: I made you cry with my last post; you made me cry with this post.)

That is so incredibly sweet! Happy Anniversary and may you live long and healthy lives together!

junebee said...

Oh, geez, that is so sweet *sniff*. Many, many more happy and tomato-free years to both of you.

Storm said...

*sniff sniff*

Angels were certainly with you, both when that jeep flipped and five years ago. Happy Anniversary.

Anduin said...

That is the sweetest love letter. Congratulations on your five years together. Zube Boy sounds like a very patient and caring man. You are lucky and he is too. Oh yeah *sniff sniff* here too, almost turned into a full blown cry.

madbull said...

go on... many more years...
and post us many more funny things bout the two of you...

oh btw... zube that was damn sweet... think i need a kleenex now :P

Phil said...

"Thank you for eating the tomato stuffed with cous-cous and ranch dressing I made you five years ago today."

Now that is true dedication . . . eating 5-year-old food. I might be able to force myself to eat a tomato for the right woman, but not anything that old. But, he lives with you, so I guess he's got to be massively tough and not to bright. ;)

Okay, all kidding aside, that is a really sweet & kick ass letter, Zube. I hope that someday I'm lucky enough to find what you two have.

Phil
Echoes in a Nomad's Head

Barbara said...

Zube Girl - I'm so glad you found happiness, I bet Zube Boy feels just as lucky. Congratulations!

Amy said...

I got a lump in my throat reading this... but when I saw that picture the tears showed up as well. I wish you guys many, many, many years of happiness together.

Zube Girl said...

Amy- Thank you for commenting and the well wishes.

Nicky- Thanks!

Happy Villain- You SO deserved that! I hope you were at home, though, and not at work. :-)

Junebee- I feel so bad now, knowing how much he dislikes tomatoes. :-) Thank you.

Storm- Angels indeed. I wouldn't be where I am otherwise.

Anduin- He is those things, and more.

Madbull- Oh, the funny stories far outnumber these serious ones. And you can count on them continuing!

Phil- What can I say? He finally got tired of waiting for me to cook something that didn't involve tomatoes, and broke down. ;-)

Barbara- I couldn't be more glad. Thank you.

Amy- I think the picture says it all. :-) Sorry for the tears. At least they're good ones!

Minerva said...

Oh Zube, you and he are both so lucky to have found each other..and I love the fact you both have flaws too...*smile*

Happy Anniversary,

Minerva

Lisa said...

Aw shucks, that got me all choked up. You're one lucky girl! I'm happy for both of you. Congrats!

Ang said...

Geeezus Zube you need to pass me some tissues. I just should not have read this until my pms was over. Gah. That was so sweet. Seriously. And it gives some of us still-singular ones out here hope. :)

One question though.. does he really eat cereal in the bathtub?

banquo said...

Lucky girl... but then, so am I.

Hi I'm back!! Hope you had a good christmas and new year. Glad to see your still the same as always.

lysie6211 said...

Awww...thank god I'm going to the dentist tomorrow! ;) (Kidding!)

Congrats!!

Alaskan_Chilli said...

What a lovely post, it restores my faith that love actually does exsist :)Good on both of you :)

RisibleGirl said...

What a lovely read. Congratulations on five years.

I think you both have a "win" in this partnership.

Rich | Championable said...

Now that... THAT... is a love letter.

Rock on.

mothergoosemouse said...

Congrats Zubes. You guys were made for one another, and I can hardly wait to meet you both.

PaintingChef said...

I'm totally late but Happy Anniversary my dear. Congratulations. I'm so very happy for you.

Zube Girl said...

Minerva- We are both so imperfect, and so cool with that, it is wonderful!

Lisa- Thank you Lisa!

Ang- Yep. He eats cereal in the tub. And ice cream. And soup. It's pretty funny.

Banquo- It's so good to *see* you again!

Lysie- Hope the cavity wasn't too big! ;-)

University-Girl- It sure does exist. Have faith. :-)

Risible Girl- I think you're right.

Rich- One hell of a love letter. I hate when I get myself into a teary tizzy!

Mother Goosemouse- I can hardly wait either!

PaintingChef- Thanks Pto the C!

 

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