So I decided that I wanted to hear nice things about myself today. Thus I told Roger, "Flatter me. I want to hear nice things about myself to make me happy." After a bit of prodding, I was able to get him to say more then "You're pretty." Lol. So according to Roger:
I am the most beautiful woman in the world to him. No other woman can even compete. (So I asked for details.)
"You have the most beautiful smile. It lights up the whole room. Whenever you smile at me, it makes any situation so much better. You're eyes are bright and shiny." (asked him to clarify this) "You know how in cartoons that no matter how dark a character's eyes are even if they are black, that the character's eyes seem to glow and sparkle when they are happy? You're eyes are always like that." (I think he means luminescent.) "You have adorable little ears. They are the most perfect size and shape. And you have the cutest little button nose." (I would disagree with the button part.) "It is perfect for your face, not too big and not too small, plus the shape is almost statue like. Your skin is so beautiful and soft. Not oily or super blemished, and your skin tone is a lovely pale color. It's the perfect shade for skin. And your hair is so naturally soft and shiny and the color is gorgeous. I think that's what I love the most about the way you look. You've got natural beauty. Other girls are pretty, but they are artificially pretty. Stick them out on a deserted island for a year without a store or a beauty salon and they'd look horrible. You'd look exactly like you do now, except your clothes would be a little raggedier." (He'd finished describing most of my face, so I asked him to move on to the rest of my body.) "You have the softest hands. Your skin from head to toe is so soft and smooth. And (this is a little explicit) your boobs are wonderful. Huge, soft, and pillowy, just the way I like them. And I love the fact that they are bigger then anybody else's that I know. Kind of a bragging right. You also have the perfect round butt. I wouldn't like it any bigger or really too much smaller then it is right now. There is just enough to hold onto. Your legs are quite shapely. There is substantial muscle under there but not too much that it looks like you're a body builder. Your whole shape is very feminine. Yes it is a little on the larger side, but extremely proportional. And your personality is amazing. I love the fact that not only do you know that oil should be changed regularly, that you are capable of doing it. You fixed the washer and the dryer when they broke and I couldn't do it. Plus, you know basic electrical work and keep me from electrocuting myself. It's so attractive to have a woman who doesn't have to depend on someone else to take care of basic maintenance on her car or house. And you don't have the stereotypical "girl" traits." (Asked him which traits he was talking about.) "You don't expect me to read your mind. I know that if you are mad at me, that I will definitely know the reason why. And I don't ever have to worry about not knowing that you are hurt or upset because you tell me these things. Most women seem to expect men to be mindreaders. And you aren't a drama queen. You don't fly off the deep end over the tiniest little things and blow everything out of proportion. Molehills stay molehills with you and don't balloon into mountains in less then 3 seconds. It's nice that you will ask me to clarify a statement or comment before you get mad at me over it. Usually, I mess that up and make it worse, but that's not your fault. Oh and you take care of me, Xavier, and the house." (How is that unlike other women.) "Oh I just went off on a tangent. You take such good care of me. It's not like I'm doing 90% of the work and compromise in the relationship. We may not always be 50-50, but we flip between 60-40 and 40-60. I really appreciate all the work you do around the house to keep it clean, make sure that we have food to eat and clean clothes to wear, and that you never really complain when I'm not spending a lot of time at home and with you. On top of being out of the house for at least 45 hours a week for work, you let me go to the gym, go to lodge, and hang out with my friends. It means alot to me that you let me have a life outside of work and home. Otherwise, I'd get so stressed and never want to be around the house or you. Instead, I enjoy the time that I do get to spend with you because it's not like it is forced on me. You don't call me 20 times a day and demand that I come home when I'm spending time with my friends. You have so much patience with me and all of my flaws. And I love you so much for this. Well, and tack on that you are the mother of my child." (He laughed here because I seriously think it was an after thought.)
After that we talked a little bit, and raised a question phrased by my friend Chris who knew what I was doing, that was a little too vulgar to put on livejournal. It involved other female anatomy parts, and Roger's response was satisfactory. I'm EXTREMELY happy right with him right now. Yes, he shouldn't have to tell me these things, but every so often it is really nice for my husband to give me compliments and not random people. Like when my optometrist told me I had the most beautiful eyes. (Definitely a compliment coming from a man that looks at eyes all day.) At least I can be comforted by the fact that Roger doesn't even know what color eyes his ex-fiance had. Apparently, when prompted he usually just tells women that they have pretty eyes or that he likes their eyes without ever really looking at them. Lol. Seriously, his explanation, not mine. I can't understand how he cannot notice what color someone's eyes are. Yes, he did know that my eyes were dark brown. I would've strangled him had he not. Instead, I'm going to make him a treat for when he gets home. Just wanted to share the stuff that my wonderful man said. Lol.