to topher

hey blue eyes,

i do a lot of my thinking about blog post topics while i ride buses, or bikes, or eat rice.  so, as you know, that affords me a great deal of time to brainstorm.

one of the more recent ideas that my brain derived was writing to you.  which seems so silly in actual fact, because don't i spend so much time with you already? isn't this the most time we've ever been around each other? hell, it's a crazy day if we're apart for more than four hours at a time.

thusly, it would seem pretty anti-reality to write you a little something when i could actually just tell you things anytime.  i could right this second, in fact.  tonight we watched (listened to? tolerated? ok, mocked) vanilla sky, and when it was over you couldn't believe that social network was coming up next, as you were hoping we spent the last ninety minutes dealing with tom cruise in hopes of something better.

but secretly i love the movie social network? though i kind of think this isn't a secret and you know it, but you were so kind to choose not to give me crap for it.

its the little things that make me love you.  so thanks.

a lot people might not know it, but you're actually one of my most loyal blog followers.  which i love.  my breath is usually quite bated until you give me your thoughts on my recent writings/rumblings/erklings/verbvom.  so you can imagine how hard it is on my lungs sometimes when you don't say anything until the next day.  but i always know you're going to read this.  and give me an informal rating of sorts.

sometimes you just offer me your opinion on what i wrote.  when this happens, i know you liked it and it made you think or laugh or cringe.

other times you update me on my comments, because you know that sometimes i get down when no one says anything.

my favorite is when you actually read it while i'm around and you chuckle and then i find out that that it was me, my little post, that eeked out that chuckle.

but really, i think i'm writing this (and probably more?) because even when you spend approximately nineteen hours with your husband, there are still just some things you'd like to say.  so here's the space for that.

in the hours we were apart today, you should know that i was still cleaning, like i was when you left. and in the midst, when i realized that somehow you'd caused a big ole mess by trying to make sure we had a full water filter and had to stop my cleaning (ugh!) and sop up a buttload of water from the floor.

you should know that in that moment, i made the decision to actually use both of our towels to clean up the water.  not just yours.

both of ours.

your welcome.

love,
the happiest wife who has to go watch the social network now.