The Last Dance and Descending Testicles

/So, there is my true love taking a close look at the construction site of the Bruce Oake Recovery Centre.  I have to confess that in the first few years of our relationship, I didn't think we would last.  Then, in the next few years of our relationship I was positive our relationship wouldn't last, but, for different reasons.  But, ever since our grandson was born 4 years ago, I know we will be together forever.  Regardless, I have been a little concerned about what our life will be like once we retire.  We have a lot in common but we also have a lot of different activities that we like to do.  We have many friends in common but we also have many different friend groups.  My biggest concern has been our different sleep schedules.  I told him early on in our relationship that I wanted a cup of coffee at my bedside every morning to wake me up by the wonderful aroma.  In almost 10 years I think that has happened once.  On a work day, I get up at 5:50 am.  On a weekend or a holiday, I bound out of bed at 5:30 am.  He has made progress on weekends and now gets up at 8:00 am.  While I still don't understand how he can sleep in for 1/3 of the day, I have learned to cope.  He is gradually learning that he is older know and needs more restorative sleep. 

So, the go home and stay home edicts are a good rehearsal for our eventual retirement.  We are enjoying cooking together and finding it doesn't take a great amount of time to make meals.  I hope when things get "back to normal" that it will be the new normal that I cook more. I realized so much of my last decade has been following the only recipe me mother ever passed down to me:  Thaw, heat, and serve.  My palate has definitely changed and I am finding prepackaged food having too much sodium.  I am researching local menus online and trying to replicate some of the specialties and am looking forward to enjoying a meal in their establishment tasting the original dish to see how I did. 

One of the things that I have observed more than usual is the descending testicles.  As he is a health care worker, he disrobes when he gets home, showers, and then puts on t-shirt and boxers.  They sort of remind me of knee high nylons with a tennis ball at the end.  I am marveling how he manages to get those in a pair of pants all day.  Now, I know this is just gravity and happens to all men on the down side of the hill.  And, Lord knows, I am no one to talk.  My boobs unrestrained literally touch my knees.  The point is that we have both seen some pretty "Ripley's believe it or not" views of each other.  I have learned that our relationship will survive gravity.  I feel pretty secure. 

What we have also found that, although we like to be entertained, we also like to learn new things.  So, we have watched a lot of documentaries. 

Last night, we watched The Last Dance.  My man is a huge basketball fan.  This is the first year that he didn't take vacation during March madness.  I am not the uber fan that he is, but I also don't live under a rock. And, because of living with a walking basketball trivia book, I probably know more than the average person about basketball.  I honestly think I know more about Phil Jackman than he knows about himself. 

So, we watched The Last Dance last night, sort of.  We weren't 10 seconds into the first episode when he paused and helpfully gave me context so I could understand what I would be watching.  Another twenty seconds and pause again so he could give me context so I would understand what I was going to be watching.  They would interview someone and he would pause so he could give me context so I could understand what I would be watching.  They would be about to show high-lights of a game and he would pause and tell me what was going to happen in the game so when they told what happened in the game I would be able to understand it.  When Magic Johnson appeared, he would pause and tell me his biography so I would be able to understand what was he was about to say.  We did not get through a minute without him pausing and telling me what was likely going to be said in the next few seconds.  Like I was an imbecile.  With anyone else, I would not have participated in that evening.  I would have been very frustrated and very annoyed.  But, I wasn't.  I was enjoying watching him enjoy himself.  I was even thanking him for telling me things that he had previously told me 5 times.  It turns out, I am capable of yielding my own wants for someone else's.  Not just anyone but my true love. 

But, I do have my limits.  I went to bed early so I could take a break from the commentary.  I was nicely asleep when I was woken to be told that all episodes are not out yet and more will be dropped next week.  Of course, I needed to be awoken and hear this news. 

I love my man.