Giddy

I don’t know if this is a chick thing (i.e. tied to my hormones), or a human thing in general. But sometimes I get super googly over my husband. Still. I mean, sometimes… I just am so overwhelmed with how much I love him I send him a barrage of IMs, declaring my love. And he is always very sweet, and very loving back.

But then I get super effusive.

Sometimes I am so whelmed— so taken by my happiness and giddiness and big love for him that I want to marry him all over again. Or get his name tattooed on my pelvis or something. Something declarative though, like “Property of Steve.”

That’s his name: Steve.

And then, when I get overly flowery, eventually I suck him into my goo-goo orbit and he begins to get effusive too, and IMs sweet nothings back my way. Which I adore… and promptly ruin by pretending to have been the head of the IT department the whole time.

… but even though I may kill his moment with my childish humor, I still feel swept up in love. For Steve. Not for the head of IT.

This is the part I wonder about: Do other people still have goo-goo love fits over their partners?  I am curious. Because feeling this way, this giddy, starry-eyed way is such a crazy awesome thing, and I wonder if it’s just my brain chemistry or if other people have these sweeping moments too.