Angel

Well, today was a super busy day at work. Lots of new patients and that means putting in lots of new insurance info... you know how I feel about this subject so I won't even go there. It was stresseful and worst of all, my right hand man (well, woman) Mrs. J wasn't there. So I had an idiot day again today. She and I are like Goose and Maverick. Of course you can take a guess as to who Goose would be. However, Goose does die in the end - maybe the stress won't do that to me.

So after the crazy day at work, I was feeling a little down. Then, driving home, what comes on my ipod but Angel by Jack Johnson. I immediately started smiling like a little kid at Christmas. Let me explain...

As I have said time and time again, I am married to Mr.Perfect. He is awesome and I don't deserve him. Well one day after a REALLY bad day at school, he told me to come in the bedroom and sit down and close my eyes. Then I heard him start to play the guitar so I opened them. He began serenading me with Angel by Jack Johnson. If you haven't heard this song you must itunes it. Its adorable. So of course being the emotional basket case I am I started crying and could barely let him finish the song without grabbing him up and kissing him.

Needless to say, everytime I hear that song I think of my baby. Its so nice how God puts little smiles in our day just when we need them...

Well, after I was already feeling better thinking of Adam's sweet serenade, I remembered another one of his singing experiences and started laughing my head off. (Yes, to myself.... alone.... in the car...quite a sight I'm sure.) So while we were dating Adam and I had gotten in a huge fight. I stormed out and went back to my apartment. I was sitting at my computer still fuming over the incident when I heard my door open downstairs. (What the crap? Who the hell was in my house? First a fight with my boyfriend and now I get murdered? What a great day.) I heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and I really started getting scared. I swung around in my chair and I see Adam standing there. Naked. Holding a guitar. (Well, he wasn't actually naked, but he wanted it to appear that way. He had on his little teeny tiny Ranger shorts all tucked in so much that you couldn't even see them. With the guitar over him he looked completely naked.) He proceeded to play a special "I'm sorry" song that he had apparently composed on the way to my apartment. It was freaking hilarious. I couldn't help but forget any angry emotions that were swirling around in my head. They all got flushed and what was left was pure laughter and love. (I did tell him he can't just get naked and sing everytime he messes up though. He said he knew that and he had probably just done something pretty stupid since he now had no idea how he was ever going to top this appology!) Well, whatever the motive and whatever fights would follow, that will always be the best appology I have ever gotten.