Mine is actually a threesome.
Not that kind of threesome.
I’m talking about a trio of friends from one of my favorite books when I was a kid.
To put it simply: Lolly, Sam, and Spider ROCK
Friends hanging out on the beach, eating, and telling stories – it’s like the most perfect, relaxing day and having people you can do that with is bliss…it’s love.
Gah, someone come take me to a warm beach, the DC area is freezing!
Sorry, freak-out over. I tried to think of romantic love couples and there are a few that popped into my head, but when I analyzed why I liked them, it all came down to their solid base, that underlying friendship, and that’s what the hubs and I have. He’s that person that I can talk to about anything, the one I can call and ask:
“How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?”
To which he answers, “As much wood as a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.”
And I say thanks and hang up. Apparently I did that once. I don’t remember.
Anyway, that’s love to me, that person you can just be yourself with, not the whole sweeping, romantic passionate I’ve-known-you-for-five-seconds-and-it’s-destiny crap.