I summarize her blog to Bill a lot, and I always begin the same way. I think he knows who Sarah is from the first mention of her name, but I have to say the whole thing, like it’s her title or something.
“…she’s hosting a Loveliness Fair. The topic is ‘staying connected to the ones we love.’ So, how do we stay connected?”
“OK. Hmmm…maybe you could write about how we’ve progressed to the oral *** stage: we pass each other in the hall and say ‘F*** you!’ “
I narrowed my eyes to wee slits. “That’s not very lovely.”
Or true. But my husband never lets the truth stand between him and a funny punch line.
On Saturday nights, we usually watch a movie together. We try to wait until the kids are asleep to avoid interruptions, which generally means we begin rather late. My body often would rather be sleeping, but such are the sacrifices we make for love. Sometimes we watch something silly, sometimes it’s not to my liking, or something I would pick myself, and sometimes it really gives us an opener for a conversation.
Occasionally, we skip our movie night. One of us is too tired or has other more “important” work to do. But we try to keep those excuses to a minimum. I miss it when we don’t do it. I’d rather watch a bad movie – with my husband there to groan with me – and face a mountain of dishes in the morning than not to have this regular time together.