I decided Easter Sunday was the perfect day to tell Pat that I don’t think he’d miss me if I died. What can I say? I’m quite the romantic. He’s a very laid back kind of guy, which was really one of the selling points when I fell in love with him. And yes, I bought him fresh off the black market…only he’s not black…he’s my Hawaiian male order bride. Anyways, what I originally found to be a lovely personality trait now kind of gets to me. I guess I like that he’s so easy going and just kind of rolls with life, but sometimes I wonder if that “whatever” attitude crosses over to me as well. Maybe I’m kind of a “take her or leave her” kind of wife.
I think if it’s Easter Sunday AND you’re on your period, it’s really kind of a necessary time to have this talk. What better way to celebrate Jesus’ resurrection I ask? Right, there is none. I know. Anyways, long story short, I know Pat loves me we had a long talk and he did finally convince me of that. I think he would miss me for about 57 days and then would most likely remarry one of the sixteen year olds on his next volleyball team, but whatever. I’m here now and he’ll just have to deal.
But I decided a great way to remind myself of all of my great qualities (other than my staggering beauty and quick wit, because I already know this) and all the reasons WHY Pat will miss me when I die would be to document every time he names something that he loves or would miss about me.
Last night he came to me and told me to smell his hands.
Pat: “What soap is this??”
Me: “Huh??”
Pat: “Smell my hands, what is that? What kind of soap is it?”
Me: “I don’t know. Dove?”
Pat: “There. I would miss that. That smell reminds me of you and if you died I would miss that smell!”
So sweet. I love my husband!! I can now begin my “What Pat Will Miss About Me If I Die” list. Thanks babe!!
What Pat Will Miss About Me If I Die:
1.) The smell of my soap.
(Disclaimer: Even though I am a sarcastic little bitch I have to admit I do think it’s quite sweet…that I remind him of Dove…the SOAP, though I think I am a lot like the bird as well…you know, soft…sweet…fragile…cooing all the time. Maybe THAT should be my new blog name!!!)
PS I don’t even know what the word “disclaimer” means.
Lela says
Kathy -you’re so lucky! We grew up with Ivory Soap … Dove is definitely a sweeter scent!