This, That and the Other

We had a lovely day here today, mid 50's and sunny. That's very unusual for us, normal is 20-30, tons of snow and grey skies. We had a busy day today running errands and getting some small projects done around the house.

During the errands Musicman stopped to check out the kitchen utensils. Musicman does not cook. He stands with the dishwasher door open and asks me if the dishes are clean or dirty. He does not buy me kitchen utensils as gifts.

Umm, yeah, so I might have been teasing him the other day about not owning a wooden spoon. And I thought he wasn't paying attention.

He has been very concerned about the bruising and feels the need to check it frequently, lol. He's not fooling me a bit.

I am still thinking about the email, and am maybe making some small progress. It is kind of running on a background track right now, popping up occasionally in quiet moments.

I have limited time with Musicman before he goes back to work, just a little over 2 weeks. I want to just enjoy the time, almost just observe and see what he does. I just want to take it all in and store it away for a little while, savoring the experience.

This is a very unique moment in time in our relationship. We did not have a honeymoon, and though we have traveled some, it has always been to visit family and for no more then a week at a time. So to have these few weeks of time, with all the doctors appointments behind us and long days of limited commitments is a precious thing. I'm just going to breathe it all in, maybe later I will think about it.

Who am I kidding? Of course I am going to think about it, just not right now. That's the plan anyway.

With it being so warm today I didn't have my slippers on and it started me thinking about my tattoo on my feet. Both feet are inked so most people think of it as two, but I don't. To me it is only one, and this is what it is.

On one foot is a very strong, thick vine. It starts just below the ankle on the outside of the foot and runs up and over the arch ending at the first knuckle of my big toe. It winds and curls a little, but not much. For the most part it is thick and straight and strong. It has a lot of small, almost nondescript flowers on it.

On the other foot the vine also starts below the ankle on the outside of the foot, but instead of running straight up over the arch, it meanders down the side. It turns just above the little toe and continues across to end at the knuckle of the big toe. This vine is not very strong, its delicate and flexible, intricate and winding. It only has a few flowers, but they are large and flamboyant. Worked into the vine on this foot is our wedding date.

All my tattoo's have meaning to me. I put a lot of thought into what I want them to represent and how I want that conveyed visually. And, of course, consideration has to be given to where it is worn. Sometimes I get them visually before the meaning becomes apparent. That is what happened with this one.

Like many of my tattoo's this one was drawn for me by our daughter. I did not tell her what I wanted specifically, just flowers and vines of some kind. She had drawn the two different kinds of vines and flowers for me to choose from.

Everyone, including our daughter thought I should pick one and get both feet done the same. But seeing them side by side on the paper, I saw the perfect visual description of my most intimate relationship. All it needed was the wedding date added. It's my favorite, so far.

Musing

It's a mild overcast day here today and I'm just sitting here, pleasantly sore and sated from our recent rehab session. We have another follow up appt. tomorrow morning. This one will not be like the last one, though we are expecting things to go well. We are seeing the Cardiologist tomorrow, he does not inspire any laughter in me.

I have lots of things on my mind, kinda just swirling around. It's not a bad thing, it's not really a good thing though either. Just thoughts, percolating away, observances waiting to be made.

Musicman continues to surprise and delight me. I had been feeling a little sad, thinking I had held him back, that I was damaged. Conina and aisha left some comments that really have started making me see things differently. Thank you ladies for your insight, it has inspired some of the thoughts swirling along with the memories. I don't know where it will lead me yet, but I know with time it will come.

When I started this blog a few months ago I had no idea how much it was going to help me. I have been quite surprised with some of the memories it has brought up. I'm not talking about the bad memories, I knew those were going to come up and writing about them has helped me deal with them more then anything I have tried before.

No I'm talking about the good memories, I have more of those then I do the bad ones. I am an optimist at heart and always look for the positive, no matter how bad the situation. Musicman and I have experienced lots of challenges in our marriage, every life changing event, multiple times. We have always turned to each other and gotten through it. One of the things we talked about way back at the beginning is the fact that we are so much stronger together then we are apart. It's us against the world, no matter what life throws our way, we stick together and we survive.

I'm a very lucky woman in that he and I are a good match physically, we have similar energy levels and our sex drives are about the same. I would say we have had a very healthy sex life and I have never found it lacking in anyway. The man blows my socks off on a regular basis.  Who knew it could get better?

We are going to learn together how much better it can be. That makes me smile.