Today is The Boy’s birthday, and in honor of that, this post is for him. We’ve been together for three and a half years now, and every day find something new to laugh about.
Since we first started dating, we’ve done a lot together. I worked in The Boy’s department at school, seeing him between classes for lunch, and making sure he ate when classes kept him busy. The day I graduated, he came up to watch me walk across the stage for my fake diploma.
We have been through a move together – across the state and into our own apartment, and finding plenty of new things to do. He instilled in me a love of baseball I didn’t even know I had, and we’ve been to two opening day games together, in wet, cold temperatures.
We’ve seen each other through the bad and good, with our cats helping us along as well. At the end of the day, we can be grumpy with one another and still joke before bed, giggling at inside jokes, and having many ‘that’s what she said’ moments as we go through our days.
At the end of the day, I look forward to the hug that I get when I get home from work, and the advice that I receive when I ask. I enjoy watching and laughing over Family Guy and The Venture Brothers, and love just sitting in the same room, comfortable in silence.
So for my boy, I wish you a happy birthday, and can’t wait to celebrate many, many more.
