Icy Toes & Frostbit Nose

After 11 years of togetherness and 7 years of marriedness, I am fortunate that my husby still so willingly lets me indulge in his toastiness.

I remember shortly after we got married, like a week or two, we got a HUGE snow storm in Tyler, TX where we then lived. I mean it was HUGE guys! We got 3 whole INCHES of pure, unadulterated SNOW! :) That's a big deal in East Texas, I mean we went from a balmy 70 degrees to 3 inches of snow in like 2 two days.
Hello tornado. Haha, not really but it wouldn't have surprise me at all.

Anyway, back to the story.

So, it's time for bed and all this white winter wonderland has got my toes feeling numb and my nose hurting. I am laying in bed, feeling this heat radiating under the covers and I'm thinking, "Wait a minute, I am froze to the bone...WHERE is this heat coming from, because it sure ain't me!" (gotta love Texas drawl). Then it dawned on me. It was my dear, sweet, loving, would do anything for me, HUSBY!

The Hallelujah course rang through the heavens.

So, I inched my way over toward the toastiness and sneakily placed my icy toes on the back of my  husby's toasty legs and my frostbit nose on his BARE toasty back.

Bwahahahahahahahahaha. <----EVIL, Sinister Laugh

So, you can imagine what happened then :). Hehehehe. It still makes me giggle when I get the mental image of my husby bailing, I mean literally bailing up out of the bed with a, "For the love of everything warm, what did you DO to your toes and your nose?!?!" look on his face, one armed wrapped around his back to where my frostbit nose had been placed. I imagine it was pretty bad. My  nose was really cold and it landed right smack in the center of his back.

Me? Well, I'm hyperventilating from laughter because seriously, ya shoulda been there!

So, the next 30 minutes was me coming out with the "But, babyyyyyyy...you're so WARM and I'm so cold's" and the "But you PROMISED to always take care of me's" and "I didn't know they were THAT cold's." (That last one is negotiable). Finally, after lots of begging and arguing my case, my husby agreed to share the toastiness.

Bad move.

Now, 7 years later.....he's still sharing the toastiness :). No more bailing, just flinching and a few "Oh My God's".

I really do love that man. I mean how often to you find a guy that will let you warm your teeth clenching, fist balling icy-cold toes and frostbit nose on his warm bare extremities?

The things we do for love.