I worry that because my Wedding rings feel tight my finger might be broken? Did I sprain it? This could be the on set of arthritis! He reminds me it is 40 flippin degrees Celsius out. Hot and sticky plus popcorn equals rings not fitty. He calms me down.
He reminds me that a headache can be just that. A headache. Google and symptom checker, not always my friend.
I’m sure that this outfit, the seventh I have tried on, is just as bad as the first six. He truly cares, and helps me find something I feel good in. He loves me enough to help me find a pair of “you don’t look fat in those pants”. He makes me feel “hawt”.
He gets that chocolate chip cookies are the perfect breakfast food. He doesn’t judge, as a matter of fact, sometimes he even bakes!
He finds it endearing…ok he tolerates it, when he finds croutons in the bed. Who eats salad in bed? Um Me.
He knows if I’m in a bad mood..like almost never, cause I’m perfect……that it is best to never ever ask if I have PMS, or acknowledge that mood! Actually it might be best not to make eye contact, just bring chocolate.
He lets me have the aisle seat on the plane, even though he is the one way over 6 feet…cause I need it….I just do! It feels less confined, there is more power in that seat, he rolls with it.
I always get the side of the bed that is closer to the bathroom too. I don’t know why, but I need that side, it’s better.
He shakes his head and plays along when I ask him for the third time “Are you sure this chicken isn’t pink?”.
He will even taste the milk to assure me it isn’t sour.
He gets my particular kind of crazy. He is the calm to my spaz, and the quiet to my chat.
Sometimes I can’t believe how lucky I am that he loves me….cause I’m all neurotic like that.
Too cute! I love this post. I think it describes perfectly what it means to be in love.
What a sweet tribute to your husband! My hubby gets it that he has to sleep closest to the door – so that if the boogey-man ever comes, while Hubby is fending it off (or being eaten) I can escape out the window! 😉
I dont know how my hubs puts up with me either!
I have to sleep on the side near the bathroom also, and your quirks are endearing, or else I’m so full of them myself that I relate to you!
Lucky lucky!! Love this =)
I’m gonna have to show this to my hubby: “He gets my particular kind of crazy. He is the calm to my spaz, and the quiet to my chat.”
that describes us too =)
Awww, sending some bloggy schmoopie-ness to your hubby! 🙂
omg … this wasn’t the right post for me to read today.
Nothing against you and your loving husband … but I’m clouded by a broken heart today … if u read my most recent post u will understand …
Sorry to rain on your parade 🙁
Behind every neurotic woman is a patient and loving husband.
I thought I was the only one who ate salad in bed.
A few weeks ago, it was ravioli with red sauce. ~crazy~
You’re a very lucky woman! He sounds like an absolute gem:)
You’re a lucky gal but somehow, I think he’s a pretty lucky guy!
You must be doing something right!
Quite a few in there are very familiar to me and my fiance. You got an amazing hubby.
lol. sounds like you found your perfect match. smiles. loved this post.
Sounds like I’m just as neurotic as you…I think it’s our job as women!
That is soooo me and my husband. Sometimes I wonder what he is thinking when he shakes his head and smiles…even when i know i am a big ol hot mess…he still loves me, and i am so thankful!
Love this post…sounds like he is very sweet and caring to your needs… you both are just as lucky to have each other.
S.