Husbandry and the Like

Nearly all marriages, even happy ones, are mistakes: in the sense that almost certainly (in a more perfect world, or even with a little more care in this very imperfect one) both partners might be found more suitable mates. But the real soul-mate is the one you are actually married to. 

--J. R. R. Tolkien

 

All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand.

--Ella Wheeler Wilcox

 

 

So this is the hubs . . .

Today's his birthday . . . and these are the reasons he's awesome:

•  He loves Jesus totally and completely, and is passionate about both the love of Christ and justice. His faith is constantly challenging and encouraging me.
• He plays guitar . . . really, really well. Sometimes, he'll play to put me to sleep. 
• He has a witty response for absolutely everything. It's hysterical and maddening all at once, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
• The man sticks to his guns. Once he's taken a stand, it takes the power of God to move him. 
• He's sensitive--he laughs with me, cries with me, holds me when I desperately need it, even when I don't realize it.
• Well . . . *wink* . . . and I'll leave it at that. 
• He gets along wonderfully with my family, and loves that I love them, that we're close
• I cannot count the times every day that he tells me I'm beautiful, that he loves me, that I'm the only girl he'll ever love. 
• He's spontaneous, which gives little planner me the joy of surprises and just being random. Love it. 
• He makes mistakes, and he apologizes for them and tries to fix them.
• If we fight (and we do), he's the first to try to fix it.
• He challenges me to be a better person. I may not always like to hear it, but I need to, and he's so often right. 
• He loves it that I'm wacky. I can be myself around him with no shame whatsoever. 
• He is a total and complete nerd. And golly, I love it. 
• He has great taste in t-shirts  . . . which means my wardrobe kind of doubled
• He is absolutely fabulous with kids
• The man's a thinker--not a "I think I'm intelligent so I'm going to act like I am and come off as a total moron" thinker, but honest to goodness thinker. Sometimes his ideas are a little extreme, but he has a good argument for them. I thought I was good at debate until I met Chris, and goooooollyyyy I don't hold a candle to this man. 
• His hair. I love his hair. And his eyes -- dark, shaggy hair and big, expressive, yellow-green eyes. Totally my ideal dream combination. 
• He actually helps with housework. I never have to worry about cat litter, putting away leftovers after dinner, or garbage because he takes care of it.  Sometimes, he'll scrub the kitchen spotless or fold laundry just to surprise me if I've been at work or running errands all day.  
• He's Chris, and that means he's just awesome. Period. 

I could go on . . . but I have a feeling you've already puked due to excessive ooey-gooey coupleness.

Happy Birthday, Chris. Love you like crazy!

Our first "couple" pic, Thanksgiving 2006

P.S. You are now two years away from the big 3-0 . . .