Monday, January 10, 2005
My 5 Year Anniversary with Paul
I can’t possibly believe that Paul and I have been together for 5 years. I didn’t even have my first boyfriend until I was 21. That’s a year before I met Paul. Then I go and meet my “Poops” and he and I end up being together ever since. I mean, sure we’ve had a ton of obstacles over the last five years and have even broken up for a week or two here and there. But when it came down to it, we’ve stuck by each other’s sides and continue to delve further into our relationship.
We started off our day yesterday with Paul making me breakfast in bed. It was honestly the best breakfast too and I laugh as I think about it. Paul and I have wanted breakfast pizza for quite some time. So yesterday he whips up a bacon, egg, and cheese concoction that made me want to puke when I looked at it (I responded by making obnoxious gagging noises over and over). However, after taking a tentative bite, I housed the rest of it. I’m talking HOUSED and I’m talking the rest of it.
After eating, we lay in bed together and cuddled and talked for a couple of hours. Paul has this way of making me laugh from the very gutter of my bowels. Ok, that sounded sick, but it’s the only way to illustrate how deeply and hard he makes me laugh. We also wrestle quite a bit and are constantly putting freezing cold things on each other’s warm skin. This usually results in a loud yelp and then 20 minutes of giggling fits.
Around 4pm we got in the shower and put on some nice clothes and headed out to see Slavas Snow Show. Paul had wanted to see this show, so I bought us front row tickets for our anniversary. We arrived just in time and took our seats. The first half of the show was kind of lame and we were both rather bored. While smoking our cigarette during intermission, we debated leaving, as we’ve been known to do in the past. Something inside us told us to stay though, so we took our seats and tried desperately to get through Act 2.
Act 2 wasn’t bad, just very much full of clowns and I don’t think he and I are clown lovers. But then, it came – the coolest and most shocking finale I’ve ever seen on a stage! My favorite magazine in the world, Entertainment Weekly gave the show an “A” and went ON and ON about the finale. Whatever EW says is just plain TRUTH in my book.
You see, what happened was, this clown, Slava, was doing clown-like things as it started to snow (tiny pieces of paper) in the theatre. There was a lot of “snow” during the show, so we weren’t totally impressed by that. Still slowly, Slava changed the set so that it looked like a full moon on a cold winter’s night. More snow fell. Then the music stopped and everything was silent.
Out of nowhere, the walls on the back of the stage BURST OPEN and 300 tons of snow came flying right in our faces! BRIGHT LIGHTS, LOUD MUSIC, A BLIZZARD! It was a HUGE snow storm and the force of the wind and snow was so intense that I couldn’t even open my eyes. The old lady that was sitting next to Paul screamed for five straight minutes. I know I’m not doing it justice in describing it to you and that sucks. Cuz really, the finale of Slavas Snow Show was the coolest and scariest and most shocking thing that I ever done saw! And it hurt!
When the show ended, they bounced around these ginormous balls into the audience and everyone cheered and cheered. Paul and I stood up and we were COVERED from head to toe with “snow”. Of course there was a standing ovation and when we all left the theatre, it was the fucking funniest thing I have ever seen. The crowd from the show piled out into the street leaving a huge trail of fake snow behind us. This morning, Paul and I were STILL picking pieces of paper out of hair and ass cracks. It was nuts!
When we got home, we ordered from our new favorite restaurant downtown. I ate so much that my ass burst open this morning and punished me for a good twenty minutes. The end of our night was excellent…I mean Desperate Housewives…how can you go wrong? I’m sorry, but that Marcia Cross. Someone give that bitch an award! If she ran for president, I would vote for her in a second. Then again, I would vote for a pile of shit before I would ever cast a vote for one of the Bush’s.
I’m very much in love with Paul and I’m learning that I’m even more in love with the wonderful friendship we’ve got going. He has learned so much about me over the past 5 years and it is safe to say that he is my number one person on this planet. I’ve never loved so hard, I’ve never needed someone so badly, and I’ve never looked more forward to the future.
