Out of Sight

The saying goes, "out of sight, out of mind." It's something Jeff always jokes about. He says as soon as he is gone, to me, he is "out of sight, out of mind." If this blog doesn't prove that saying so wrong, I don't know if anything could. 

I don't always write about Jeff. It's certainly not because he is not on my mind. In fact, I think about him all the time. I am reminded of him by several things throughout the day, no matter how big or small. To me, "out of sight, out of mind" does  not float. I find it absurd. Here is a small list of things that I notice remind me of Jeff throughout my days:

1. Shea. I know he's a dog and not our child, but I have always felt as though he has made our family complete. I don't see a resemblance of Jeff in Shea like you would a child, but I love the fact that Shea is who he is because of the role Jeff played in training him. 

2. Whenever I see a cop and think I am going to get pulled over. Sadly, this happens more often than one would like. Jeff never quiet cared when he passed a cop. With friends in the right places, Jeff always expresses that he has a get out of jail free card. I wish I had that same confidence in those friends abilities to save me! 

3. Farts. I don't hear farts on a daily basis anymore. It's not that I miss them; I don't! But, I miss having the person who farted around. So, when I get a whiff of a fart, I smile because think of my lovely husband and his stomach churning farts.

4. Grocery Shopping. Jeff and I have pretty different tastes. While grocery shopping, I would get an eclectic cart full of groceries to fit both of our likes and needs. Now, I get groceries for myself and my uncle. In the aisles I see the things I used to buy for Jeff. Sometimes I throw them in the cart, then realize they aren't necessary right now, and have to put them back. I don't eat pepperoni, but I like to buy it every once in a while for the feel of normalcy. 

5. The Mets. Every night during baseball season for as long as I have known Jeff, he has watched the Mets. As unlikely as it seems, since I was little, I have also been a Mets fan. Not quiet hardcore, but a Mets fan none the less. Jeff has helped me make the transition into a real fan who enjoys watching the daily games (even when they suck). I still watch the Mets games. They aren't as enjoyable by myself, but it only seems right to watch them. 

6. Ice Cream. There is a local ice cream shop that I love. I go there so often, I don't have to order. I just walk up to the window and they go and get my ice cream. My husband argues that he hates ice cream. He is the only person that hates ice cream, but craves it. We often went out for ice cream on evenings these cravings took him over. I always have an urge to order a peanut butter cup sundae with chocolate ice cream with the silly hope that Jeff will be there to eat it when I get home. 

7. Any form of trivia. Whether it be Jeopardy, crossword puzzles, or Boxed In, I am thinking about Jeff. All of these brain teasers, logic puzzles, or trivia, whatever you want to call them, are things we would do on our own or together. As stupid as it sounds, I always like to do well on these things to try to impress Jeff. At times, I am really bad and my goal is completely squashed. Other times, I get on a roll and do well, but it never really impresses Jeff anyways. Oh well, I still enjoy doing these things with Jeff. 


8. Teeth. I know it sounds rather odd, as most people have teeth, but nobody has Jeff's teeth. My husband has the most perfect teeth you will ever see. It's not just me, it really isn't. You wouldn't believe that amount of people who have told me Jeff has an amazing smile and perfect teeth. It is beyond true! I see teeth, whether they are crooked or straight, yellow or sparkling white, and I think of the best teeth I have ever seen; Jeff's. Nobody's teeth compare!

For right now, I am going to end my list. It is certainly not because there I am out of things that remind me of Jeff on a daily basis. The real problem is that I started writing late tonight and I need to go to bed in hopes of getting up in time tomorrow morning. With that, goodnight to all my readers. There are just too many to individually name!