belated to chipper
i love you chip. i love that you can make me laugh in any situation. i love (although it really does drive me crazy) your constant paranoia that one of us is going to choke. i love that the first four thoughts i ever had about you were "his name's chip?" "he's skinny" "i like his hair" and "wow, he's so friendly." i love that on one of our first dates you got lost and we ended up just driving for over and hour, listening to music and laughing before finally finding our way. i love the memories of going to your studio and reading my psychology textbooks on the balcony while you painted. i love that you are the most honest person i have ever known, and consequently, the worst liar. i love how you become completely obsessed with ideas or projects that "could be so great." i love that you are constantly wanting to make everthing around you better. i love that you are so complete in your forgiveness. i love the way you hit your hand to your chest and hold it there when you laugh really hard. i love your strange knowledge about the classic rock genre. i love, really really love, thinking about the time you thought you broke your ankle. i love your unreasonable fear of rats and sharks. i love thinking about what a terrible apologizer you are. i love that you can sleep anywhere. i love imagining us old together. i love watching you dance with the girls. i love that you love them so much, and that they adore you in return. i love the stiff-arm stance you get whenever your are trying on a jacket or shirt. i love that you talked me into marrying you, because you were just sure it would be great. i love it that you were right.
happy birthday, chip . . . two days late.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007 at 06:58AM
Reader Comments (6)
I love you back!
Ah! We totally had the same first thoughts of Chip. My fifth was that when he told stories I thought I might pee a little. Happy belated birthday Chip.
I love that chip wheeled a washing machine down the street, over the foot bridge, and to your home when we moved and left it up for grabs.
p.s. it was originally the dowdles and I think we got it 4th hand. peace out to the dowdles!
ha! liz, i completely forgot about that. the wheels were torn to shreds and had to be replaced by the time he got it home.
i flooded my kitchen at least once a week with that washer, but i was just so happy i didn't have to take all our laundy to the laundromat anymore.
mad props to the dowdles, the whitings for the stand, and to michael woodward and greg reece for helping chip push it all the way home. . .
hahah the wheels- that's awesome!
oh yea the stand- I forgot about that added touch! We should have all carved our names in the back of it, it's blessed the lives of many families. ;-) And the dryer (did you take the dryer?) took like 5 hours to dry 3 shirts, but we still sung its praises.
what a lovely post! it brings tears to my eyes...
just came across your blog and is loving it! keep up the good work!
Cheers, ash