brain in the sky

Took a late night walk with Brent and the pup, trying to work out this pinched nerve in my lower back. Walking back down the hill, almost to the house, looking at the night sky and the bright stars. I see in the clouds a nice brain - a good posterior-superior view, with a clear longitudinal fissure, nice convolutions, a brain stem in the back, and unfortunately a lesion in the right hemisphere. I'm describing this to Brent as I'm so excited to see the brain, and I'm free to be the total nerd that I am around him. Lovingly, he did not laugh or roll his eyes. He just listened, and actually, after so many years of marriage, knew most of the words that I was saying.
Finally in the driveway, the clouds have drifted, the brain is no more.

love

I love my husband, for many reasons, but here is a great example: He brought me dinner last night at school, worked with me until after 11, and then made me stick to my exercise plan by running/walking with me at midnight at the UGA track. And this isn't the first time he has done such things. This speaks "I love you" more loudly to me than cards, flowers, or words. I think he's finally figured out my love language :)

Try to figure out someone's love language this week - gifts? physical touch? words of affirmation? quality time? acts of service? - and love them accordingly.