Something has definitely changed between Brian and I. I don't think it's my imagination. It's in the way we look at each other, and in the way we kiss. Things are somehow softer and gentler between us now. Not that they weren't before, it's just a subtle thing. It's almost like an inaudible signal in the air we share between us. But it's beautiful, really, and nearly impossible to explain.
Suddenly, I have no time or patience for the usual nagging negativity that tends to continue breeding all around me. This city. The sirens. The freeway traffic. Even this office, at least at times. The general atmosphere of disdain is nothing but white noise to me all of a sudden. Before, perhaps I would have happily joined in and allowed the gossip and the congestion and the ugliness to affect me. Whether it's because I'm still in a post-honeymoon haze and have yet to deflate, I don't know, but things are currently beautiful in my mind and I hope they stay this way.
We went out for sushi on Monday night at our favorite place near the house, and caught our breath a bit in between hand rolls and miso soup and outbursts from the rude, dirty, loud, ugly, classless, trucker wenches at the table behind us. I assumed (merely by the topics of their inane conversations) they were in a band, or perhaps they were just the typical pseudo-Hollywood-rockstar types that feel it is necessary to put on the typical airs of "outrageousness" in an attempt to cause a scene (see: get attention) wherever they go. Usually this would have made me frustrated, and perhaps even ruined my dinner experience altogether. But not last night. I just rolled my eyes, asked for a "to go" box when I was full, and held the door for Brian after he paid the check. Anyway, the rudeness of these people was a non-issue when, usually, it would have been something that made me feel ripped off.
We shopped for some groceries after that, actively seeking out the same types of food that we had on our honeymoon. Fresh salmon; organic greens and balsamic vinegar; herb and dill cheese with french onion crackers, and green grapes - all the things that will remind us of our treasured experiences on Lasqueti Island. The honeymoon continues. And I think it always will.
I'll be sharing pictures from the vacation soon, if you're interested. They'll be on my Live Journal.
Hi all. How ya been?
Suddenly, I have no time or patience for the usual nagging negativity that tends to continue breeding all around me. This city. The sirens. The freeway traffic. Even this office, at least at times. The general atmosphere of disdain is nothing but white noise to me all of a sudden. Before, perhaps I would have happily joined in and allowed the gossip and the congestion and the ugliness to affect me. Whether it's because I'm still in a post-honeymoon haze and have yet to deflate, I don't know, but things are currently beautiful in my mind and I hope they stay this way.
We went out for sushi on Monday night at our favorite place near the house, and caught our breath a bit in between hand rolls and miso soup and outbursts from the rude, dirty, loud, ugly, classless, trucker wenches at the table behind us. I assumed (merely by the topics of their inane conversations) they were in a band, or perhaps they were just the typical pseudo-Hollywood-rockstar types that feel it is necessary to put on the typical airs of "outrageousness" in an attempt to cause a scene (see: get attention) wherever they go. Usually this would have made me frustrated, and perhaps even ruined my dinner experience altogether. But not last night. I just rolled my eyes, asked for a "to go" box when I was full, and held the door for Brian after he paid the check. Anyway, the rudeness of these people was a non-issue when, usually, it would have been something that made me feel ripped off.
We shopped for some groceries after that, actively seeking out the same types of food that we had on our honeymoon. Fresh salmon; organic greens and balsamic vinegar; herb and dill cheese with french onion crackers, and green grapes - all the things that will remind us of our treasured experiences on Lasqueti Island. The honeymoon continues. And I think it always will.
I'll be sharing pictures from the vacation soon, if you're interested. They'll be on my Live Journal.
Hi all. How ya been?
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It was my whole long distance celibacy thing wasn't it?