Happy New Year, and all that jazz!

It's been too long since I've posted. It started with me putting my computer away while cleaning up for Christmas, but that was only for about a week. Oh well. I've really got to make it a habit.

My Honey likes it when I post. I'm not the most verbose of men, though. Like many of us males, I tend not to say things enough. It's not for lack of words, it's for lack of communication skills. It's endemic with us that when we've said something once, we don't think we need to say it again. Tragic! When a man is married to someone as beautiful as my beloved bride, you'd think he would be telling everyone all the time! My wife is indeed beautiful. She's one of those women who doesn't need any makeup, she can go out into the world with a bare face and men take notice. Sure, she does put some on from time to time, and it enhances her beauty so, but I never feel the need to say anything like "why don't you wear lipstick like you used to?" First of all, she never really used to, and secondly her lips have great color and shape without any help.

Her eyes are a marvel of their own. Their shape is lovely, and though her lashes aren't the longest they totally complement her eyes. Her eyes are a lush shade of green, and what is even more amazing is how much life and vibrancy blasts out of them. She is a very expressive person, and when her eyes are smiling my heart smiles, too. No matter how upset I get, if I look into my Honey's eyes when she's smiling it's hard for me to stay upset.

Not only does she have a beautiful face, but she's got curves. Apparently I don't tell her enough, or in the right ways, how attractive I think she is. Different men have different tastes when it comes to women's figures, and my taste is in feminine curves. Boy oh boy, did I hit the jackpot when I married my wife! Hourglass figure, well endowed, you know the type. Only I don't tell her enough, and not in the right ways. She thinks I flatter her only when I'm after something. Well, I'm telling you Honey, which I don't tell you enough, that I think you're sexy all the time! (And I'm sorry my eyes keep going below your neckline, but hey, you know what I like!)

Her hair is another story. I like her hair the way it is naturally, but she has fun with it. She gets it cut and colored and curled. When she went with a lot of blond in her naturally dark brunette hair a while back, it took me a while to get used to. Don't get me wrong, I liked it! I thought she was Hot! This time around, most of her hair went back to it's natural color, but with red and blond streaks. The day she had it done, I was a bit taken aback, but after only a couple of days and the colors softened a tiny bit it occurred to me just how radiant it makes her look. I noticed it the other day when she was getting ready for work. It just struck me when my eyes focused on her gorgeous hair, more of a feeling but if I could put it into words it was "Wow, you look good!"

[I've never gone in for girls who try to be something they're not, like a natural brunette who bleaches her hair to platinum blond (sorry Madonna, but I think you looked your best for "Like a Prayer"), and while I think pink or blue hair may look fun it's not my thing.]


As husbands go, I know I've never been very romantic. I tend to be all too quiet, not showing enough love and appreciation. I wonder if there is a romance boot camp out there for floundering husbands like myself. Heck, I wish there was a drill instructor handy to kick my butt whenever I do or say anything to make her feel like she's not beautiful, or not loved.

Whenever I do mess up, I tend to do the wrong thing and sort-of hide myself away, instead of making it up to her. I'm lousy about that. For instance, if I do or say some idiotic thing to make her feel unattractive, I slink around with my tail between my legs for days, but my withdrawl only makes her feel more that it's true. Now, I don't have the means to buy her a dozen roses everytime I put my foot in my mouth, but I sure as heck know how to apologize. And even though, as I said before, I'm not very verbose... I know that I can certainly try to say something.


For now, I'll just keep on trying,
t.h.