Little Moments That Make You Go "Now I Remember Why I Love You"

Ah, young love...

He burned me a copy of the Donovan boxset, he plays guitar, he has his tongue pierced, and he's an artist.

I think he may be a hallucination.

This thread is useless to dirtbags like myself who have no one but themself, their appartment and their mits.

So tell us why you love your mitts.

Her: "Stop it! You don't sound like him at all!"
Me: "MOAH! MOAH POWA MISTA BOND!"

Because she sleeps above the covers. Four feet above the covers.

Because my girl accepts me for the huge nerd I am. And she'll indulge my nerdiness.

That and the fact that "You're stupid!" is a term of endearment for us and makes us laugh everytime. People don't get us.

Because she bought my the Indy fedora for my birthday when I said I was excited about the upcoming sequel.

I hate dancing. Absolutely fucking hate it. However, it's one of my girl's favorite things in the world. Of course, one time, I went to a dance club with her. I trust her and I just want her to enjoy herself, so I prepare to make myself home at the bar as she begins to venture out onto the floor. Then I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around to find her inviting me out to the floor. I tell her she knows I hate to dance and she tells me she doesn't care and drags me out with her by the hand. It was her way of including me in her night and--although I hated the dancing--I liked it and the chance to be with her the whole night.

Then, we have the time she introduced me to her mother by showing up to my dorm with groceries unannounced and the fact that my health problems don't scare her, she actually wants to know about all the horrible shit in my life, and she called the paramedics for me once. She's a special girl.

But the two instances I just gave are kind of irrelevant. I'm reminded of my love for her whenever I look at her or talk to her. I don't think it's a rational thing for that reason and I love that. I didn't choose it and I can't really explain it, it just is.

Because she forgave me for getting that subprime mortgage. Washington Mutual can foreclose on our home, but they'll never foreclose on our love.

This one time, EdHocken was sitting on his couch, watching TV, and when he looked down at what he thought was his empty hand, he discovered it was, in fact, holding an ice cold beer. And that's why he loves his mitts.

New sig lines are awesome. And now Bendrix doesn't have to be mad at me anymore.

She lovingly accepts my Lost obsession and even joins in on my childlike video gaming habits.

"No, nevermind officer, I'm fine."

What a little trooper.

Nothing says I love you more than staying completely still while I work out my frustrations.

Okay, I can't let that sit there....

First, there was the moment I told her that Gary Gygax had died. Without missing a beat she said, "Did they have to carry the body out of his mother's basement?"

And there's the fact that, besides having no knowledge of pro football beyond calling it "stumble-stumble-pounce", she bought a pink Buccaneers hat.

For her, jackasses.

This disturbs me.

My wife laughs at my dumb jokes. To her, I'm the funniest guy in the world. I'm glad someone thinks so, anyway!

For realsy? I got sig'ed? Well, this is a banner day for the Mattioli clan.

I'm alone and depressed. Thanks Patrick, I'm gonna go cry now.

No lie lives forever, Dickson.

I respectfully disagree. I clean, I rub corns, I spoon. Sometimes, and this is rare, I even take time to listen.

Not only that, but for the fact I got mentioned in sig. It's a good day for the both of us.

Seconded.

My girlfriend found about about a comic convention that's going to be at South Padre Island in October from the granddaughter of one of the residents at the retirement apartment complex that she's the administrative assistant at. She told her about me and my love of comic books and dvds, and she's going to get us passes at a discount.

Yeah, my girlfriend's awesome.

Also, yesterday we were eating dinner at Wingstop since she had gotten out of work, and I was having my hour break from K-Mart, and I had taken the Cloverfield steelbook that I had bought earlier before work inside, and I was showing it to her, and getting giddy about it. She simply smiled and laughed.

All I got in my life is my boarder line alcoholism. I love you Wild Turkey.

You know, I'm an easygoing type of guy and love to hear anecdotes from various peoples' lives, but this thread can fuck right off!

I'm joking. Kind of.

No, all these people can fuck off with their "people love."

If this man were still aive:



You and he would've been BFF

And because I have pleased two men in one thread, I cannot limit myself to one man. For lo, I am a two-bit sig-line hooker.

You should take a crack at:
"I'm happiest... IN DA SADDLE teeheehee!"

Tell me you were at your computer dressed in a short skirt and stiletto heels when you did that. TELL ME!!!!

My wife has done nothing but make me fall in love with her over and over again, each and every day. She makes my lunch for me before I go off to work. She snuggles up to me often. We'll grab one of our cats, get it in a mutual bear hug, and kiss each other. She's always on the lookout for geeky stuff for me (she's a Mercedes Lackey and Miyazaki geek). She was the first and ONLY girlfriend who made a huge deal out of my birthday, and we were only dating 2 months or so at the time. We share the chores, and often do 'em together.

Ah, but there was that one day... the day we ran into my ex-girlfriend at a K-Mart and she did something that was so fucking cool... (and damn if I can find the thread on these boards!).

Gotta go kiss her NOW... BRB.

You're nasty Timothy225.

Gawd. You already have a designated day to make single people feel like miserable failpiles; it's in February. Enjoy your LATE PASS, you non-lonely assholes!

Now if you'll excuse me, I have something in both eyes.

Whenever she's about to sneeze, my girl takes her panties down and shoves my always-hard penis in her ass. It is, indeed, the little things.

So she tells me.

She makes me lunch and puts little notes in the lunchbox about how much she loves me.

She bought be a fricken huge painting thats a reprint of a Spiderman comic cover for my Birthday.

Her favorate movie is Point Break

I could go on but I'd make you all sick. Basically she is a normal sane, intelligent woman who is dating a big nerd like me.

One time, she dressed up as Miner '49er. What a night.

But then it turned out to be Old Man Jenkins. What a bummer.

Sorry. Cargo pants and a "Hairspray" tee shirt. (No, the tee-shirt was from the Broadway musical, not from the Travolta movie. I do have *some* class.)

She's always got an explanation ready for the neighbours for the black eyes....

My man does all the sappy things. He sends me cards, buys me little gifts like:
Card says "For those who have found their true partner in love and life"

He sends me texts every few hours throughout the day - kisses mainly but also self-composed bad poetry, and love notes. He sent me two cards this week with notes inside like "There's no place I'd rather be than right here with you, right now. You are fantastic, my love. I miss you."

He has little animal experience, so seeing him at a petting zoo, or getting excited about the turtle in someone's back yard is really adorable. You should have seen him with my friend's emus!

He brought great meat beef-jerky type dog treats with him the first time he met my dog, and when I told him I was getting a new dog (rescue) and stopped by his house for dinner with the dog, he'd gone and gotten a Kong for the little fella.

It's a thousand little things.

Eyyyy, more spousal abuse! Daddy like!

You don't want to know what I originally thought this sentence said. I had to do a double-take.

Alot of the stuff posted here may be considered love, but in certain situations, it could be about 50 seconds away from creepy.

Kinda like that one time a girl I just met, called me 3 or 4 times a day, WITH NOTHING TO SAY! Imagine if she started sending me love items!

For my 40th birthday, my beautiful girlfriend (now my beautiful wife) suprised me with a trip to California to show me I still have a "kid" inside me. While there, we went to Universal Studios and she managed to get the Marilyn Monroe look alike to sing me Happy Birthday just like JFK. I wore those lip-prints Marilyn give me on my cheek the whole day.

And just when I thought it could not get any better, she even went with me to a Godzilla convention in Chicago.

God I love this woman.

Does she have a brother?

Creepy is in the eye of the beholder.

I guess, me not being in a serious relationship in a long time, this whole thread seems rather creepy to me.

Having been in a serious relationship for a long time, this whole thread seems rather creepy to me.

Also, fuck Universal Studios. And Citywalk.

You think it's creepy for people to get to know you and do things for you that you'd enjoy? I mean, yes, having some crazy stalker you've only seen from afar do these things would be creepy. Having a spouse or signficant other do these things is affectionate. Maybe that's why you haven't been in a serious relationship.

Also, how is it creepy to find my boyfriend cute when he's amazed by animals?

I have commitment issues.