After what seemed a very long and dreadful week, chapel service is always a welcome refuge from the every day, mundane activities here in Shindand. As it turns out, I was even more excited this week, because hubby wasn't flying (for once) and was able to attend. Now, for those of you who don't know, being deployed with your spouse has its perks, but it definitely has its downfalls, much more specifically in the intimacy realm. Therefore, hubby and I have become masters (or rather experts) at the "googly eyes". It might seem a small, insignificant feat to accomplish intimacy through something so.. well.. elementary, if you will, however, I would encourage you to spend a year attempting this, and you will soon discover the complexity of it all. So, there I was, leading the Shindand Chapel service worship team, and lo and behold, my amazing husband picks the absolute worst time to "googly eyes" me. Instead of maintaining that level of composure that we all secretly believe we have, not only did I giggle in the middle of our song, but I turned not 1, not 2, but all the shades of red in the rainbow, my skin ultimately deciding that the best to suit my mood was crimson. It couldn't be one of those subtle flushes of the cheeks that happens to be very attractive on some women, NO! Rather it was one of those, "Oh my Lord, I'm turning several unpleasant shades of red and I can feel it happening!" Ultimately coming to the conclusion that I could not deny the inevitable, I settled for a slight nod of the head, indicating to hubby that this was indeed not the most appropriate time for intimacy. He, looking rather sheepish, gave me the "What did I do?!" eyes and shrugged, as I managed to finally pull myself back into a state of calm and worship. My goodness, but I love that man!
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