Woody Cavenaugh

Perhaps it has to do with watching two seasons of Titus on DVD recently. But I have found myself recently noting just how complimentary Sara is to me. For instance:

I like shopping.
She hates spending money.
We will never go broke.

I love eating.
She hates cooking.
I am encouraged to create.

I'm a recovering dog person.
She's a recovering cat person.
We have a lot of pet hair.

She wears my t-shirts.
I wear her t-shirts.
We save money on t-shirts.

I've been known to be in a bad mood once in a while.
She has been known to be in a good mood once in a while.
We are never in a bad mood at the same time.

I've been known to put my foot in my mouth a little too often.
She's been known to stick my foot in my mouth to shut me up a lot.
Sara calls me out whenever I am a jerk.

She doesn't like to drive.
I excel in driving.
She is driven.

I never got around to graduating from college.
She got her associate degree, undergraduate degree, teaching certification, masters, and now she's working toward her PMP.
She finishes what she starts.

I have a tendancy to be an emotional eater.
She makes sure I don't eat the whole bucket of chicken. (No matter how much I cry.)
She cares about my health.

My mother has always been worried I would do something to get me on the six O'clock news.
Sara would kill me long before the lenslingers arrived.
She keeps me out of trouble.

I fence as a way to keep fit.
Sara plays football as a way to keep fit.
She's a badass.

I walk to keep fit.
Sara gets dropped off at the door of the building so I can walk across campus at my own pace after I finally find a parking place.
She finds creative ways to encourage me to keep fit.

Did I mention I have a tendency to put my foot in my mouth?
Sara tends to never forget when I put my foot in my mouth.
Sara doesn't want me to hurt others by talking without thinking.

I forget things.
Sara forgets NOTHING.
There are no bad surprises.

I use 1/4 of a king sized bed.
Sara uses 3/4 of a king sized bed.
We are always close.

I write blog entries.
Sara writes full length movie scripts.
She could make money from her words.

You know, its kind of weird. I am suddenly reminded of a poem by Stephen Crane called "A Man Feared" It's short so I'll place it below.

A Man Feared

A man feared that he might find an assassin;
Another that he might find a victim.
One was more wise than the other.

Stephen Crane

Maybe I've watched a little TOO much Titus. Either way. Sara is perfect for me and I'd be lost, lonely, broke, homeless, hungry and directionless without her. Thank you honey, if anyone ever shoots at you, I'll take that bullet for you. I owe you that much and more. HEY! No funny ideas about shooting at her either!