American Irish: August 2013

Thursday, August 29, 2013

South African Vacation

Gareth is getting the urge again to go back to South Africa to do some work at the clinics and hospitals he helped get started a few years ago. South Africa is also the place where we got married, so he has been thinking of combining a working vacation trip there in the near future.

I'm sitting here on the ship tonight working and keeping track of the Del Potro match at the US Open. My man Del Potro is making me nervous with the way the match is going right now, so I decided to look into some things to do on vacation in South Africa.

I mentioned to my co-worker Mary who is here with me tonight that Gareth and I could book a Safari trip. To which she replied I would probably get eaten or trampled by an elephant. I then mentioned it would be nice to just hang out and relax at the beach. To which she replied I would probably get eaten by a shark. I then found they had food and wine tasting tours, to which she replied I would probably get food poisoning.

At this point I asked why is it I die in every vacation plan I mention? She said she can't help it tonight she has her period, bad cramps, her boyfriend pissed her off before she came to work and her mom called her complaining she never comes around and doesn't love her so right now she hates the world and that stabbing something would make her feel much better.

As I slid the scissors away from her and put them in the desk drawer, I slid a chocolate bar towards her thankful that I am a guy and will never have to deal with that or child birth.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Small Moments

Gareth has to go in to work early today, so I decided I would get up early too so I could make his lunch. I made him two baloney sandwiches with Swiss cheese and a slice of blueberry pie and a granola bar.

Its a quiet morning and except for the coffee pot making his morning coffee and the sound of Gareth in the shower there was little stirring in the house as the cats were just laying around still in sleep mode.

When Gareth finished his shower and came into the kitchen for his morning cup of coffee, smelling clean and fresh and wearing just his boxers with his chest hair still a bit wet from the shower, my heart beat a little faster. I love that after all this time just the sight of him still turns me on. He was also pleased to see me standing in the kitchen packing his lunch as a big smile spread across his face.

In short time he was dressed and heading out the door, lunch in hand. A few small kisses to let him know I love him and then one last one that lingered a little to remind him I'll miss him while he is gone and that I'll be waiting for him when he gets home.

Its was just a small moment of a long day to come, but its the small moments that sometimes are the ones we'll remember for a long time. And the text I just received from him that said, "I love you, boy. See ye soon." was just another small moment that I'll cherish in my heart.