Sunday, February 28, 2010

I'm glad, too.

We were cuddling on The Foam, watching a romantic comedy. His fingers were playing with my hair.

"Kurt, what do you love most about me?"

"Your nose." He responded automatically.

"How romantic. I meant, what quality do you love most about me."

He thought about it for a second.

Then he started to answer, but I cut him off.

"And why the heck would you choose my nose? I don't even like my nose. That's like saying "that's a really good picture of you" when I hate that picture, and if that's a good picture of me, how bad must I look in real life? So then I'm left feeling ugly and insecure and wishing I had a smaller nose because then we wouldn't be having this conversation."

He blinked. He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but then changed his mind. And we went back to watching the movie.

A few minutes later:

"Hey Kurt?" I asked sweetly.

He looked at me warily.

"Is it fun being married to me?"

He thought about it before answering.

"Usually. But not all the time."

I considered it, and decided he was probably right.

"Yeah. I know."

After a few seconds, his fingers started playing with my hair again.

"Helena? I'm glad I married you."

I knew that too.


I'm linking to Briana's new Party,

Life in the Pitts


Chantel said...

Excuse me? You do not have a big nose. At all. I have the biggest nose out of us girls, so if you think yours is big that means mine is huge.

You guys are cute!

GroverFamily said...

cute post:)

Rachel said...

Cute :)

Unknown said...

Kurt is such a sweet man! Thanks for linking up to my new party!!! :)

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