Coachella 2010 - Schmoopies Edition

So, every now and again I’m totally reminded why I love Hubs.  Sure he farts and snores and has a tendency to "megabytes working" but on our honeymoon/Coachella trip I fell in love with him all over again.  For soooooo many reasons!  These are just a few:

1. The resort where we stayed was full of ducks.  We happened to meet and feed two ducks in particular…we’ll call them Vivien, her friends call her Viv (Don’t judge us!) and Duke.  They were obviously married and this other duck, Wally (yeah, we name the ducks, what of it?) was trying to get over to Viv; presumably to try and swoon her away from Duke.  But Duke wasn’t having any of it; he was chasing Wally off every time he came close.  It was fairly exciting.  When Team Blackout SW Chapter arrived, we told them all about the Viv/Duke/Wally saga and they totally tried to make fun of us but Hubs made it sound like the coolest thing in the world---It wasn’t that long ago Hubs would have thought ducks were totally lame too but Hubs LOVED the ducks as much as I did—although I speculate he might try to deny it….


2. Hubs has always been great about leaving places when I’m ready to go---as JV said in his Best Man speech “when one of them says it’s time to go…we go!”   After several hours of catching up with Team Blackout I was kinda getting sleepy…you know, it must have been like 11 o’clock J  so Hubs looks over at me and we have some sort of conversation with our eyes about bed time.  He totally made a huge production of a yawn to announce we’re going to bed.  It was awesome and I didn’t have to be ‘the wife’ that ruined all the fun.  And then he farted…


3. The first couple days of our honeymoon we spent tons of time at the pool and I got a little pink.  So, when it was time for Coachella I was sooo scared I was gonna be burnt and the rest of the festival would be a tortuous exercise proving I could still hang in the sun even after burnt. But Hubs took charge and kept me slathered in sunscreen every 30 minutes or so…and I didn’t get burnt at all.  Now, weather he was concerned about my sun exposure or was just happy to rub me down every few minutes I’ll never know but he didn’t complain when I asked for the SPF Chapstick out of his backpack 45x in 4 hours like I did during this post about him asking for stuff out of my purse.


4. When we were on our cruise back in October we totally drank one afternoon and booze coupled with rocking boat was a bad combination for me so I totally whined and made Hubs missed the ONE dj he was pumped to see on the cruise..Bad Boy Bill.   I told him he could go but instead he stayed and cuddled me all night without one word of complaint (not even when “Horton Hears a Who” started over for the 3^rd time.)  Well, during our little catch up when  TB (Team Blackout) one of them started talking about his girlfriend; he spent 30 minutes talking about how lame she was and about how many shows he missed and he wished he hadn’t taken her on the cruise at all!  It made me feel so good because while I know Hubs was definitely disappointed we missed Bad Boy Bill he would NEVER say anything like that about me….it made me feel very loved and lucky to have him in my life. 


5. If I ask Hubs which is more important cute or comfortable.  He will always say comfortable.  I think it’s because he knows I’m secretly asking if it’s ok to be comfortable instead of cute--then when I’m all dressed comfy he'll tell me I look cute everytime.

Hubs, I totally love you….even when I’m sick and crabby and miserable and have snot dripping out of my nose you are the one I want to be with, aren’t you lucky!