Surprises

G and I have been married 3 years today (actually technically in about 3 hours).  I seriously had doubts that we would make it this far after the hellish year we've had.  But we have and I couldn't be happier.  It's great to have my partner in crime, the man I know will always support me no matter what, for forever.  *knock on wood*

We're currently discussing realities of life.  Sometime this next year my husband will be deploying, that's pretty much a guarantee.  We barely made it 4 months apart at a time when we were engaged (and our phone bills were nightmares, we talked every day).  This deployment will be 6 months most likely.  Six months.  That's my version of hell right there.  I know it's better than a year or two, but I'm still dreading it.  

For now I'm excited for the here and now.  G planned a dinner out for us for tonight at an African restaurant.  Super excited, the food sounds simple but amazing, and the lounge part (we might have a drink or two afterwards) is very chill looking.  

He knows I'm up to something because I've been secretive today but he has no idea.  I have plans to paint something for our home as a gift to him.  And I'm on the hunt for comfy thigh highs for tonight (because I hate, hate panty hose.....tights are fine, but won't work with this dress).  No such luck so far, who knew they would be so hard to find?  

I know some might say a thigh high discussion is a bit risque, but since as far as I know the majority of my readers are women I figure we all understand underpinnings and their issues.  I have always loved the glamour of underpinnings, of corsets and garter belts.  This is not surprising as I love lace and silk.  Some of my friends felt that buying exquisite lingerie when there was no one to wear it for was ridiculous.  But my opinion has always been that you wear the lingerie for yourself, to make yourself feel sexy and special.  Who cares if anyone sees it?  You know it's there and it changes the way you hold yourself throughout the day. (I've even encouraged friends to try this with very positive results.)  

But on my anniversary I am wearing it for someone other than myself.  For the man who always thinks I am sexy and stunning.  Who loves the curve of my hips and the sway in my walk.  Who loves the way a woman's stomach is softer, more tender (the one thing he has asked is that in my getting fit I don't get a hard belly!).  And who thinks I'm perfect, just as I am.  Wobbly bits and all.