the art of being ridiculous...

my mind is floating and my mood is heavenly.  classical christmas music will do that.  it's the warm blanket to the normal and average.  i'm relaxed and whispering kind blessings to all that walk through the lobby.  i caught myself swaying in my chair and vicki smiled.  a miracle in itself.

last night was a silly night, but one that filled me with thankfulness. 

to appease my husband on tuesday i pinky swore to clean my side of the bedroom on wednesday.  pinky swears are tricky.  what real meaning can come from two little fingers hugging?  well to brad thayer it speaks of your character and overall love for jesus.  and he insists on seeing the floor of the bedroom which i've always thought was more his problem than mine.  but come wednesday i knew he hadn't forgotten the pinky promise. 

i tried all of my best distractions.  charm, deception, baking.  i tried to instill a great fear about what cleaning would do to my delicate features.  i used my spiritual gift of manipulation to guilt him into thinking cleaning would single handily throw off my weight loss, spiraling our lives off it's axis and i, being his forever large wife, did not wish that fate upon us. 

when i saw that wasn't working i pulled the hood over my head and remained motionless on the couch for twenty minutes. 

he was calm.  he was steady.  he was all the reasons i love him. 

i said dramatic, ridiculous things and he laughed a real, deep laugh. and in one of those moments where a girl is subconsciously testing her boy, i felt his adoration for me.  he was enjoying this.  he was enjoying me.  because we are not just husband and wife, we are friends. 

i sighed, still motionless in the corner.  i knew i would surrender.

brad has the ability to get me to do the right thing without ever having to say it.

with a pathetic whimper i asked if i should clean or go to the gym first.  clearly these are decisions i'm incapable of making myself.  and like that, the antics were over.

later that evening i thanked him for helping me do everything i said i was going to do that night. 

"you're welcome" he said, and then we high fived.