My Dav

Last weekend, Dav bought a sleeveless shirt. I liked it but didn't see him wear it.

On the days I don't take T to Karla's and Granny comes to our house, I ride on the back of his motorcycle to work. Very practical. After work, we IM to ascertain time - as in "I'm leaving now" or "in 5 minutes", and I meet him. We work a block away from each other so it's not complicated.

Anyway, the other day, the day that was luxuriously hot in SF which is oh so rare, he rode up a bit ahead of me so I could see him waiting for me. He was wearing his new sleeveless shirt. There he was all cool on his motorcycle with his hot sleeveless shirt so I could see his big arms, with his gloves, and waiting for me. That image made my heart flutter. I seriously thought to myself, "Am I married to this awesome guy?" Why yes, I get to hop on the back and ride home together (with my laptop bag and some groceries in tow...sorta crashing the image).

I love feeling my heart flutter for my husband.