Bebot’s Thousand-Mile Check-Up
Posted on August 2, 2006 by Ching under Life.
Speaking of firsts.. Brian took Bebot to his thousand-mile check up the other day. I worked night shift that day so Brian brought me Chipotle for dinner. I don’t know what I will do without Brian. He takes such good care of me.
Yesterday he went to Books-to-Go to pick up my books for fall. Then he asked what I wanted for dinner. I wasn’t hungry so I told him to bring two dozen Krispy Kreme donuts for the CSRs. He really did. On top of that, he took Bebot to the gas station to fill up the tank. I think it’s been over three years since I gassed up my own car. Isn’t he just wonderful?
Brian is this beautiful man who takes care of me, runs errands, puts up with all my crap and crankiness, listens to all my woes (and bad-beat stories), laughs at my stupid jokes.. The list goes on. Oh, and did I mention to this day, after being together for seven years, he still opens my car door for me?
Although, he quit doing it for a while after we got Bebot. I found out that the only reason he did it was because we didn’t have keyless entry and he always had to unlock me door for me. After riding together a few times, I made a comment about how I really missed him opening my door like a gentleman. Now I realize why I don’t like keyless entry.
That was all it took, though. Now he’s back to opening my car door and letting me in like a gentleman, keyless entry or not. It’s nice to know that he still cares what I think.
Speaking of things that haven’t changed.. We still talk in bed. You know, when you’re laying there getting ready to zonk out? We like to chat about stupid stuff. That’s our time. In fact, we did this very thing last night.
He was yapping about something. I can’t remember what. I was tired, having just arrived home from work because I had to work the evening shift again. Anyway, we were laying in bed, holding each other. He was in the middle of a story when I suddenly felt nostalgic.
I go, “You know, I remember us having these talks in bed when we first started seeing each other. I used to think to myself, I wonder when he’ll stop yapping and when we’ll start having sex. That’s kind of how I feel right now.”
He started laughing. He’s like, “You can’t even keep your eyes open!”
“You know, baby, it’s not my eyes that need to be open for sex. As long as my legs are open we’re good to go.”
See I’m hilarious even when I’m half-asleep.
Anyway, I won’t elaborate on the story further. You all know what happened next. Needless to say, we both went to bed happy and content. The end.
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