Wedding Blog

Everyone knows that true love isn’t all fun and games. I don’t know of any couples that can claim that their relationship is perfect in every single, absolute way. There are definitely hardships, but the fact that you can overcome them is what makes it love, right?

I would be lying if I told you that Mr. Martini and I don’t fight. Of course we do! If we didn’t, it wouldn’t be a relationship. Luckily, he is the sane to my craziness, and sometimes when I get over-emotional, he knows just what to do to calm me down and work things out in an adult manner.

I also don’t know of any couples that don’t get annoyed at some of their partner’s habits. Some of my habits irritate Mr. Martini to no end. One annoying habit of mine that gets on his nerves: I wear daily contacts, and when I take them out I tend to toss them on the ground instead of throwing them in the garbage like I should. He gets sooooo mad when he’s walking around and he accidentally steps on a contact with his bare foot! My argument is that contacts will eventually disintegrate and disappear (wow, this theory sounds totally stupid now that I’m writing this out on a public blog, but I digress). But according to him, the only reason they “disintegrate” is because he crushes the dried contact into a million pieces with the heel of his foot.

I know, I know, so not girly of me not to throw them out the proper way. But I always forget to take them out before I go to bed and if I sleep in them, my eyes get super dry and irritated by morning (I’m actually not supposed to be even wearing contacts because to make a long story short, I’m pretty much allergic to them). So most of the time, I end up taking them out in the dark, half asleep, and toss them to the side. Eventually, I learned to place them on the windowsill instead so that I can throw them out properly in the morning. But that didn’t work out so well because of course I’d forget to dispose of them, and they would blow away onto the floor, usually in the direct path of his feet. Whenever Mr. Martini comes over he literally walks into my room as if he’s walking into a land mine. The funny thing is, I never step on my own contacts! So why should I change my habit for him?

Because I will be getting married to him, that’s why. He still proposed to me knowing that one day, he will be stepping on contacts in his own home and there is no escaping them. It was the least I could do. Of course, he never gets really mad at me for it, but I do know that it bothers him (even if it’s just a little bit) and he doesn’t exactly jump for joy when he happens to step on one. So I’ve since learned to accommodate my life to meet his needs. If I forget to take my contacts out, then I’d better get my butt up out of bed and throw them out like a normal human being. In the end, I’ve broken a bad habit, and he is a happier Mr. Martini.

Of course there still is the occasional contact run-in, but I SWEAR that it’s just an old one that hasn’t disintegrated yet. And he believes me. And trust is one of the most important parts of a relationship.

Of course my contact drama is just a silly example of a larger subject, but the point is still there. Trust and sacrifice are what counts if you want to make it work!

What sacrifices have you made for your significant other “in the name of love”? And just for kicks, any amusing habits about your significant other that just drives you nuts? And the most important question of all - how long do you think it takes for a contact lens to disintegrate?

Just kidding about that last one.

Just for laughs, these are the pictures that inspired me to write this entry. I was just looking at pictures I took of my dog a few months ago, and suddenly noticed something I haven’t noticed before. Do you see it?

No? You still don’t see it??