Thursday, January 8, 2015

Egg Pans and Tiny Spatulas

So yesterday, the 7th of January, was my three year anniversary with my amazing boyfriend! Sappy sap sap! Anywhoooo… I bring this up because it is important to how I am as person, but mainly a girlfriend (future wife). Something I take pride in is my love of taking care of my boyfriend. I’m not his “sugar mama” or anything weird like that, I just like doing wife-like things for him. I enjoy cooking for him, and eventually doing his laundry and cleaning our home. I just enjoy homemaker type activities that act as nice gestures for my man.

Before people get the wrong idea, I do believe in “equal work” and all that; I don’t expect to be barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen. I realize I can still hold a job and make my own wages, but things like cooking and cleaning for our home is something I like because he appreciates it. He does equally nice things for me; he buys me flowers for no reason, pays for dinners, and takes me to the movies. I can do nice things for him….RIGHT!

Now I will give some more relevance to this rambling explanation. Because of my school schedule, and living 45 minutes away, we were unable to spend our three years together. Today we are making up for it by having dinner and spending quality time together. (Currently I’m writing this while he writes the website for my blog. QUALITY TIME!!!) So when he saw me today he walks in with one hand behind his back, hiding something obviously. So he tells me “I bought you a bouquet!” I giggled and he pulled out a handful of spatulas! You may be thinking that is odd, or sexist, either way you should know that I LOVED IT!

Ever since my birthday last year I have been complaining that I wanted a small egg pan, just something to make an individual egg in so it comes out perfect sandwich sized. He finally fulfilled my request for Christmas, and I was overjoyed to say the least. I started using it this week and realized all my spatulas were too wide for the pan, so I jokingly said “I need a tiny spatula for an anniversary gift!” He came through, and he also got me some good baking type spatulas to go along with it, and complete my bouquet.

So this may be weird and if you’re still reading this you may be thinking “Erica, this is weird and has zero point, no one cares about egg pans and tiny spatulas!” Maybe you don’t care, and that’s fine, but I feel it is important to share special things that happen in my life. I feel that my boyfriend and I have a strong, unique, and exciting relationship! (Yes spatulas, and other kitchen ware for that matter, are exciting to me!) Mostly important to note is that my boyfriend is creative, and I’m lucky to be with someone who is so thoughtful.

Too often people take their significant others for granted. I do NOT believe in “Accidents” such as cheating. If things like this occur they are no accident, and they are likely to occur again. I speak for both my boyfriend and myself when I say “we would never cheat on one another.” We have an understanding that we are worth too much to each other to throw it away on any “moment of weakness.” There is no such thing as a second chance in my book. I feel bad for the girls that take back their scummy boyfriends who consistently treat them terribly and test their trust. I’ve never had trust issues with Matt, and he just confirmed he also has no trust issues with me. (He actually laughed when I asked him.)

Long post short, I feel very lucky to have a good boyfriend I can trust. Having trust in a relationship allows for less stress. I never worry about who he is with, or what he is doing, if he wants to have dinner with his female friends that okay with me, and he doesn’t mind me going out for a drink or a movie with my male friends. He even, without my asking, gave me a fingerprint to his phone for whenever I want to use it. We don’t feel a need to hide our texts, or be secretive about whom we are texting. That seems to be rare these days. I feel as though trust is no longer a common notion in relationships, and that is very sad. 

Matthew and Me!

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