May 21, 2006

Okay, so I am taking a moment to be sappy. I hope you don't mind, after all it is my five year anniversary. My husband is a difficult man. It's true. (What? Yes, I am going to get to the sap. But you guys need a little background. Now, if you are done interrupting...) He is stubborn, and has a hard time admitting when he is wrong. But, I love him anyways. Why, you might ask? Well, he has a cute butt. No, really. It is the most perfect butt you will ever see. (Are you blushing baby? LOL.) Okay, seriously it is a cute butt, yet not the reason that I fell in love with him. Once when I was in college I didn't have enough money to pay my rent. I was working full time, split shifts around my class schedule, and still had to juggle bills. After hearing from a friend that I was contemplating eating nothing but ramen noodles for the next month, he showed up at my house with the extra money. It was the last of his savings, though I didn't know it at the time, and he insisted that I take it. I will always remember him telling me that if I didn't take the money he would just leave it on my doorstep. Not exactly romantic, but really sweet intentions. (Remember the stubborn comment? He knew I was stubborn too, so if he wanted to help he knew he was going to have to force me to swallow my pride.) He can be rough around the edges, but has a big heart. That short little story illustrates who my husband is at the core. I fell in love with him because of his generous spirit, and yes even for his stubbornness.

(Okay, hold on to something sturdy because the sappiness is about to flow...)

He is loyal to a fault, and will drop anything he is doing if he has a friend in need. There isn't an animal that doesn't trust him, and I think that says a lot about a persons character. (He has some kind of weird juju that attracts hurt animals to our house, and he will spend hours treating them and getting them back on their feet- or slithering on their scales.) I can't count the number of strays we have found homes. Really, I am not exaggerating here. My mother in law bought us a little statue of a porcupine holding a sign that says, "All Animals Welcome"! He would rather be outside than watching a football game, and would rather be fishing than playing a video game. He laughs at my goofy jokes. (Or he just laughs at me. Either way it works!) He isn't high maintenance and appreciates the simple things. He is an amazing father, who will chase our daughter around the house for hours acting liking a tickle monster. For those of you that have children, then you will understand when I say that there isn't anything sexier than watching your spouse play with your kids. It is something buried deep in our genes, most likely to encourage us to continue the population. I am sure there is a scientific name for it, but I am just going to stick with sexy. He is my perfect fit in every way. Yes, we butt heads at times. Yes, we confuse each other and get frustrated. But we are also the ones that comfort each other during difficult times. He is literally my other half, the balance to my creative nature. He is the solid to my wishy-washy, and the practical to my whimsy.

I am so lucky to have been married to my best friend for the last five years. He is the rock that keeps me steady when life tries to wash the sand out from under my feet. There isn't anything that we can't accomplish together.

I love you, Sweetheart. Forever and Always.