There’s something good about him.
Let him know what those things are.
Saw thank you and then show him you’re thankful.
In everything you do, your intention should be to give love.
In every word spoken…
In every action taken…
Intentionally love him.
I don’t know anything about football, but I do know that since preseason is over not to bother him until the game is over. Kudos to the ladies who are into football, but for those of you who are like me, use it as an opportunity for girl time.
*Sorry for not posting in months… There have been things going on, but I appreciate the support of this blog*
I’m not a comedian, but I heard this was Rock T’s Joke of the Day one morning when I was driving to work:
Q: What does Snoop Dogg say when it rains?
A: Fa’ Drizzle.
Super cheesy, I know, but he liked it. We were on the downside of THE argument and I was trying everything I could come up with the cheer him up. I’d bounced around to his favorite song, put on my shortest shorts, and I’d even tried to get him to jump in the bed with me. Nothing worked.
Then I pulled out the one joke that I always remember and he smiled. Not because it was funny, but because I was being so corny.
I’ve finally started to realize that my cheesiness is a sign of having my guard down and just relaxing. During so much of my day, I have to be “on” for work and my guard is up. When I get cheesy, he knows that I’m just being myself and he loves that.
We love to kiss. We love to eat.
Minty lip gloss is sometimes a special gift from God when those two things collide after pigging out.
Soft lips and fresh breath.
Everyone loves free stuff. That includes your man. Flash those pearly whites his way as often as possible and when you do mean it. Fake smiles get you no where and if anyone knows when you faking (a smile, that is), your “him” knows when you’re faking.
I’d almost forgotten how we came up with Team Awesome. I’d beat him in Jenga. Twice.
My sweet, love had actually never played Jenga before. That was unheard of to me, but that didn’t stop me from laying the smack down. I’m a pretty cheesy girl and even though I’m the cheesy one in our relationship, he always says things are awesome.
That song is awesome.
That shirt is awesome.
Dinner was awesome.
You’re awesome babe.
He says awesome a lot (very cheesy of him, I know). After beating him like he’d stole something, as part of my victory celebration, I touted that Team Awesome. It stuck. It’s like our super hero name. It’s our way of reminding each other that win, lose or draw, we’ve got each other’s backs. If nothing else it’s way cooler, and perhaps cheesier, than pet names.
An easy way to love him is coming with a name for your relationship. Call it something. Make it fun. It will become meaningful.