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September 04, 2008

Let's hear it for the boy...

My baby he don't talk sweet
He ain't got much to say
But he loves me, loves me, loves me
I know that he loves me anyway
*A lot of people who know FH and I think we are the weirdest match. I'm a social butterfly, an Aquarian in the truest sense. FH is a Sagitarius - Laid back and Uber chill but isn't much for talking for the sake of talking. He claims that he is socially awkward and doesn't like to be in places where he is forced to make faux conversations. It's not to say he isn't social, but only in certain circles. Maybe one of the things that attracted me most was his confidence and his confidence in not feeling the need to have to talk*

And maybe he don't dress fine
But i don't really mind
Because every time he pulls me near
I just want to cheer
*Before Red met FH in law school, she used to refer to him as the guy in white sneakers. And literally, my guy doesn't dress awful, but he really doesn't care too much. My personal shoe fetish (100+ shoes and counting) and love for purses only highlight how odd it is that I am with a guy who has a "uniform" - T-shirt/sweatshirt, jeans and white sneakers w/a NC, Yankees, or Colts hat on. He's usually presentable in most situations, but you'd never find him shopping for clothes. And very rarely but sometimes (usually only at home), just to irk me, he will wear his cut off shirt and jesus sandals.*

Whoa, maybe he's no romeo
But he's my lovin one-man show
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Let's hear it for the boy
*FH and I dated off and on for a couple years. A pivotal moment in our relationship occurred the first night he ever complimented me. He said "you look nice." and I was floored. You see, he's not the courting type. He's not a guy to say words he doesn't mean or the type to flatter just to flatter. The first night he really tried to "court" me was after the big night when he complimented me for the first time. I came over b/c he wanted to make me dinner. When i arrived, the room was lit up with candles. Romantic, right? It was very romantic, every unmatching little votive/candle that he put in paper bowls (to prevent the dripping) all over the room... it was so obvious that "courting" a girl was not something that came naturally to him. And for that, it was that much more romantic for me.*

My baby may not be rich
He's watching every dime
But he loves me loves me loves
We always have a real good time
*Well, to say that I'm the frivolous one would be the understatement of the year. FH is better at watching our money and our budget than I am. More often than not, he lets me rationalize my way into a big purchase, but overall he keeps us grounded. We've got big plans ahead of us, and he keeps us financially focused.*

And maybe he sings off key
But that's alright by me
Because what he does he does so well
Makes me wanna yell
*Last Christmas, we went to CA to spend it with my extended family. At one point, we had extra gifts that were little grab bags o' fun (great idea by my Bro and SIL). In order to get said grab bag o' fun, you had to sing a few lines from a song (any song)... this was the first time, FH met my WHOLE family. He sang "grandma got ran over by a reindeer" and was an instant hit. Once he found out that some of these grab bags o' fun had lotto scratchers, he went back for seconds, thirds, possibly fourths. Well after hearing that one of my Aunts complimented his voice, he now likes to sing in public (more than just me and pups present) A lot more than he used to... (cut over to present day). We have Rock Band. Well, let's just say... I love every inch of him and i may roll my eyes, but i do think its really adorable that he likes to take that mic and own it*

*Excerpts from song "Let's hear it for the Boy" By Denise Williams*


  1. i really enjoyed reading this blog. i'm glad that this lyrical poem speaks to you.

  2. I can't tell you how much I loved this post... it's my fave thusfar! I love you and fh together... you 2 are different but somehow you just fit! love love love the Jesus sandles!!!

  3. um...i need to talk to FH. it's the jesus sandals. i never knew. i mean, it's not entirely shocking, he owns them but that you would marry someone that owns them...! look, just cuz you stick a designer swoosh on something doesn't make it cool to rock! what's next CROCS?? (although...i did slip on my SIL's & i now understand the comfort factor... REGARDLESS, you will never find me in a pair while i'm under 80 & we all share the assumption i'm not likely to make it past 60-somethin') tell me you got him a new pair of sandals, lames.


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