What Love Is

[starzki]

Real life is starting to chill.  At least for approximately the next week or so.  We'll see.

Anyway: Funny story to relate.

Some background:  I'm a big fan of bean burritos.  As a poor grad student, I came up with a way to love beans and rice and cheese and tortillas.  When I moved in with scribefigaro, I shared this love, and he came up with his own interpretation of a wonderful bean-infused dinner.

Therefore, once a week or so, we do beans for dinner.  It's always a highlight and both of us meticulously prepare our favorites.  This past week, half way through preparations, I got excited enough for the coming feast to compose a song right on the spot (and remember, I have no rhythm and am tone deaf):

I love beans and rice!
Beans and rice are my favorite food!
I love beans and rice!
Beans and rice are great!!!

Unlike most so-so husbands, scribefigaro was NOT rolling his eyes at me.

Unlike most good husbands, scribefigaro wasn't even just ignoring my nerdy outburst.

Oh no, my friends.  scribefigaro was dancing along to my made-up lyrics and looked almost disappointed when they were done.

I've never been more in love.