Diary of Bones published a post discussing “romantic relationship.” In my comment, I said that “my Piano Man bought a figurine: ‘Throg, Frog of Thunder!’ He got it out of the box, showed it to me, and said, ‘Gods, capes, frogs, hammers, superheroes. All the things you like and I like. I thought we should have it.’ I grinned from ear to ear and told him, ‘I’m sooo going to do you, right now.’”
My romantic side is a bit grabby… and it comes with a touch of geekiness… and I’m lucky because my Piano Man knows how to keep the romance alive. On the first day of New York Comic Con 2013 he did just that. He had a rehearsal that morning and I had writing I needed to finish, so we decided to meet at a coffee shop and walk to the Javits Center together. I got distracted by the story I was working on, so I was a bit late; my Piano Man met me by the train station.
“Quick,” he said. “We need to get there soon. I have a surprise for you. But we need to hurry.”
“What is it?” I said over and over, but the man is unbreakable.
“If it’s gone when we get there, I will tell you what it was. You are going to love it; trust me.”
He was right. I squealed like a loving psycho-geek when I saw my Rocket Raccoon.
Look at them in action. Aren’t they awesome? Of course they are.
Throg sits on top of my books, across from the area where I write. Rocket is always in bed with me, glaring at everything. I think he’s upset because he doesn’t have any guns. I plan to start building his arsenal right after NaNoWriMo. A Guardian of the Galaxy needs his weaponry, you know?
Some girls prefer flowers… My heart rejoices because my loving man understands that his witchy woman goes nuts at the sight of a heroic, godly frog wielding a hammer and a uniformed raccoon armed to the teeth. Yep, we’re lucky, lucky, lucky... and I’m luckiest ;-)