Doo-Be or Not Doo-Be

He clambered onto his bicycle and peddled off  to work at eight o’clock in the morning and didn’t return home for 35.5 hours.  About twelve hours into his shift, she took him some baked chicken wings and macaroni salad, and sat with him for about 5 hours.  She read a novel.  He peered into microscopes and took photographs of squiggly things.  Finally, nearing midnight, she kissed him good-bye and went home to bed, because unlike him, she cannot function without sleep.

He continued to work through the night and all the next day, finally clambering back onto his bike to return home — eight miles — just as the sun was going down.  He dropped into his chair at the dinner table where She had baked potato, sauteed mushrooms, and New York Strip steak waiting to be devoured.   He declined the green salad, but did indulge in a small glass of red wine — maybe 4 ounces.  It didn’t take long for it — and the heavy food — to convince him to seek the bed.  She is certain He was asleep at the bedroom door, and is impressed He made it all the way to the bed.

It was another 3 hours before She went to bed.  He was laying with his back to her.  She put her hand on his shoulder and leaned down for her good night kiss.  It was rather like trying to kiss a rock.  She decided she’d have more luck getting a hug from the wall, and just cuddled up, slipped her arm around him and kissed his shoulder.  She said, “I love you.”

He responded, “Doo-be do.”  She was content.

24 thoughts on “Doo-Be or Not Doo-Be

  1. That’s sweet. 🙂

    I didn’t realize you had a science-oriented mate like mine. My husband was a physics major, but his work has mostly been in textiles, and the last several years in color matching. I was very pleased with myself when, on that old program Quincy ME where Jack Klugman played a medical examiner, someone spoke of running something through the SEC and I knew that was a scanning electron microscope. That’s about all I knew about it though. 🙂

    Once when we were first dating, he said one of his classes was what sounded to me like “X-rated for action.” But I knew in a Christian college that wasn’t a likely course title — so I looked it up, and it was X-ray Diffraction. It was a long while before I shared that with him, though…

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    • Barbara, though he hates to admit it, he is Dr. Amoeba, and his specialty is oceanographic botany. And his joy is in studying … amoeba! Right now he’s working on a bio-fuel project. If you follow the link in my post, it will take you to his post and pictures of his current “photography project”.

  2. Awwww.
    I love how you share your love here. You too are great together. You really are.
    And I have never met you.

    I guess I understand “do-bee-do”. 🙂

  3. That is so sweet and bless his heart that he had to work such long hours. I guess he has no pity for students whining about how late they stayed up working on a project or paper.

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    • Amber, you are right, he doesn’t. He thinks it wouldn’t have happened had they planned better. I tend to agree with him, but let me tell you a secret — both he and I put things off until we have to do them, so while we don’t have any sympathy for such students, we do have empathy.

  4. This reminds me of earlier times in the forces, after I’d been on long military exercises and arriving home exhausted. I understand I slept through quite a few intimate moments like this.
    You expressed it excellently here.

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    • Tony — thank you. I think some of my best writing comes in describing our “life moments”. I wonder if that’s because that’s where my heart is? 😉

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