112 months
February 14, 2016“Dinner reservation is at 6pm. Be ready at 5.30pm ok, baby?”
I knew it.
This has last minute written all over it.
It was our monthlyversary today and you guys know how we celebrate those haha. 112 months today woohoo! What sucks is that today is also Valentine’s Day so restaurants would be fully booked (hence why we had to have early dinner) and prices would be hiked like mad (well, sucks for Dean, doesn’t make a difference to me haha).
We went to aĀ restaurant that overlooked the KL skyline, and literally everyone else there was a couple. If I was one of the waiters and I just had a bad break up, I would really spill something on them just for fun. Love was in the air tonight.
“So these are the faces of other last minute guys?”
“Nooooo. These are the faces of guys who loveĀ their wives but want to watch the Arsenal football match at 8,” before adding, “Eat fast fast ok?”
Courses came one by one and Dean and I had very intelligent discussions as usual; what will happen to those couples outside if it rained tonight, why our food portions were so tiny, why do they need such big plates for mini food, how come that couple there aren’t talking to each other, what do you think they’re fighting about. Really kepohĀ people, we were. We had so much fun guessing which couples were married and which weren’t; one guy pulled out the chair for the girl, and we assumedĀ they were not married yet. And we both laughed because there was one time when I asked Dean to be a gentleman and open the door for me and he asked, “Why, your hands broken ah?” Confirm married already like that.
We also concluded that fine dining restaurants save so much money on ingredients. Like seriously, the “cucumber salad” was as big as my thumb and I really think they only needed ONE whole cucumber to make dishes for everyoneĀ in the room tonight. And when our main courses came (wagyu tenderloin and roasted cod), Dean and I burst out laughing because sorry guys not that we’re not grateful, but they were so small that when the waiter left, Dean turned to me and said “Come on sayang, eat your fish nugget while I enjoy my beef nugget.” BAHAHAHAAH. Ok but jokes aside, food was delicious though. And the night went on with more laughter between us and more stories and dreams shared. We were probably the loudest in the restaurant, andĀ as usual, the most embarrassing ones.
The waiterĀ did not care forĀ me or clear pictures. -__-“
At the end of the night, I just felt so much gratitude. It doesn’t matter if we were in fine dining restaurants surrounded by the poshest things, or we chillingĀ in McDonald’s wearing sneakers, no matter where and when, I am always myself with Dean. And he is always himself with me. There is never a dull or pretentious moment and sometimes I feel like I’m living in a dream with him. I looked around the room and I was sad to realise that some of theĀ couples there were sitting up straight, having the best food etiquette but I didn’t see them laugh (or speak to each other) at all. SomeĀ guysĀ looked forced to be there and the girls were busy selfie-ing, and that made me a bit sad (also told myself to never take selfies of myself in public anymore, doesn’t look good guys hahahaha). Love should always be sparked in marriages and your spouse should be your bestest friend you tell everything to and laugh about everything with. Of course it’s easier said than done because every couple’s dynamics is different, but one thing we should strive to maintain; Never stop communicating with each other. Nobody’s got it perfect, we all gotta work on keeping the love alive.
In the car, I turned to Dean and said, “Hey, thank you for marrying me.”
He squeezed my hand and smiled at me, “Thank you for marrying me.”
The sweetness ended there though. It’s 8pm now and Arsenal is playing therefore Dean can’t remember my name anymore. But I’m here next to him on the couch and honestly…. I’m right where I want to be.
Thank you, God.
Happy 112 months Vivy and Fadza!!! Sweet couple!!
Aw happy 112 months, you guys!! My boyfriend & I celebrate our monthsary too!! (and it’ll be 4 years this coming Friday!!! WOOHOO) my friends think it’s lame (but in reality, they’re lame so yeah) *flips hair* *or tudung* ????
Wow you’re just eight months away to your first decade! <3 Happy 112 FV!
Wow you’re just eight months away from your first decade! <3 Happy 112 FV! š
It’s really easier said then done. The other day I just realised that i’ve only learned how to talk with my husband after being pregnant for the 3rd time. That’s right. We have only just become bestfried recently after 4 years of marriage. Mind you we are each others choices. Meaning it was not a forced or arranged marriage. We have nothing in common. I always had this belief that he will judge me for anything that i talk about. Not that he’s judgemental or anything but I always feel like what’s a cool guy like him doing with a girl like me. And only recently did I open up and feel like hey he did marry me already so what do I have to worry about if he thinks i’m cool or not. Anyway we’re like bestfriends now. Lav is in the ayurrr
hi vivy!
ive been married for more than a year now and yes its not an easy journey. but it was worth it.
me and hubs will daily asks each other “kitak sayang kamek sik?” im a sarawakian hehehe translation= (awak sayang saya tak?)
and we will answer “sayaaaaaangggg”
then my heart will fill up with love :’)
happy 112 vivy and dean!
awwwww
now where can i find myself a Dean?
You r lucky vivy..yes absolute agree with u..yerp ez to say than do it..my marriage is at very difficult stage rite now..i pray for all good huby for all women out there..
looking at the courses,after fine dining i will lepak at mamak stall or tapau somewhere else. confirm kalau i memang tak kenyang la .haha
u guys are so sweet š
i agree that communication is the key. my husband and i, i think, communicate quite well and that leads to happy married life. We have been married to almost 8 years and no child yet, but still, we are happy with what we have.. We went for treatments and of cos there are ups and downs moment. We cried on bed thinking about our ‘shortage’ but then we realised that Allah knows best. Don’t be sad.. but be strong. My husband said that he loves me, and he says that allll the time, almost 20 times/ day. Haha.. and i always respond to him the same way. Also, we treat each other as friend, share problems and we argue too. Hahaha..
Hope, one day, we will have our own beautiful children.
What is your duck’s colour anyway? Hehe
ARE THOSE TEARS IN MY EYES
LOL… “It’s 8pm now and Arsenal is plating therefore Dean can’t remember my name anymore.”
That sounds like…my husband. Nyehehe… I’d rush through dinner for an Arsenal match, too! Lol…and the hubby would just roll his eyes coz he is a Liverpool fan (and I don’t give two hoots about Liverpool!)
Have a great weekend, Vivy.
I love your marriage stories – they’re hilarious!!
Funny and teary. You nail it again !!!!
Awesome!