95/17ths

Today is mine and DaveCall's 95 month anniversary. Yep, that's right, we celebrate each month. Feel free to make gagging sounds, I would if I read this on someone else's blog. I liked DaveCall from the moment I met him, he made me laugh. People who knew both of us were baffled that Randi Smith and Dave Call (at this point his name was not the one word phenomenon it has become today) were dating. We are different in so many ways, but 95 months later here we are. I believe that our success has come down to a few key things - we love being together, we truly miss each other when we are apart, we know how to be apart, we can talk about anything, we appreciate the differences between us, we both want to make this work and most importantly one of us knows how to use the mute button.

I have been thinking a lot about relationships lately. I have a friend going through some serious shiz in her marriage right now and it breaks my heart. How do people get to a point where they can be so unloving to the person who they chose to have matter most? I am not saying that DaveCall and I are perfect because some days I would love nothing more than to smother him with a pillow.* DaveCall is always kind, it is one of the top five thing I love most about him. He would go out of his way to help a friend, a stranger and even an overly demanding redhead.

I believe that each day we get to choose our attitude, no matter what life has in store for us. We were getting on a very crowded elevator and one woman started to direct us all. She said, "Welcome to the elevator, we are about to play elevator jenga so I am going to need everyone to fit together." Her attitude made a rather awkward situation light and airy. She had such a happiness in her voice, and showed kindness to everyone in the elevator, holding the door for each of us as we got off. It was a small simple act, but it made my day. We are all humans, we all have feelings and we all want to be loved for the unique people we are.

I believe that each day we make small choices that can add up to a lifetime of happiness or misery. I am so glad I made the choice to attend Monday Night Football at the Call's, it has brought me 95 months of happiness. DaveCall I look forward to the next 95!

*I realize that if DaveCall is ever actually smothered with a pillow the first person they will investigate will be me, and this post may come back to haunt me, but I believe in being honest and if I can go eight years without smothering him then I am pretty sure I can go the rest of my life without smothering him, that and I know some awesome defense attorneys.