Jim Dear

Yesterday was my brother-in-law's wedding! It was beautiful! This was my first wedding that I have been to in the temple besides my own and I loved it! I totally feel cheated now and I want a redo! Their's was long and in depth and amazing, ours was short and sweet and being the bride I don't remember any of it, as I'm sure is the case with everyone. I loved their's so much that I'm counting it as my own. Are you allowed to do that? Anyway, as I was sitting there listening I couldn't help but think about how amazing my husband is. He really is the best person I've ever met. For the rest of the day I was constantly hanging on him, giving him kisses and forcing him to hold my hand (not that he wouldn't want to, but even at the most ridiculous of times). To make things better, my dear sweet husband reminded me that we had been married for 5 months exactly! This really did make the day so different for me. I had been texting a friend about her relationship and giving her some advice from being in the same situation long ago. As I reflected back on that relationship it made me recognize more and more how wonderful MY husband is, and how happy I am that I never have to go through a break up again. On top of it being an extremely busy day yesterday, I thought a lot. I thought about my last break up, and how Jim was the guy to help me through it by setting the example of what I truly wanted in a husband. I thought a lot about my wedding day and the feelings I felt the night before, and on that day. I thought about how everyone talks about how big of an adjustment marriage is, but to me it was just natural and not weird. I thought about all those little things my husband does on a daily basis that I LOVE, or that drive me crazy.

• I love when Jim wakes up in the morning. I never hear his alarm, and he closes the door to our bathroom and closet while he's getting ready. I usually wake up in a panic because I haven't heard him get up and I think he's going to be late for work, but he's brushing his teeth by this time.
• I love that he never ask's me, or even thinks to ask me to clean up dog poop. He does it without complaining, and Chief leaves big poop's behind.
• I love when I call Jim on my way home from work and he answers the phone in the same annoying voice everyday and says "Hi Pumpkin". Most of the time I want to hang up and call him back until he talks to me in a normal voice. I just make some upset comment and he giggles and the conversation continues. I count of this everyday.
• I love that he always waits for me before he eats. I'm never hungry until 8 or 9 and he's starving by the time he get's home at like 6. He doesn't have to wait for me, but he does. Everyday.
• I love how he didn't complain at all when he spent 5 hours in the kitchen with my mom BAKING and I got my hair done. Clearly, he's a trooper.
• I love that he has done all the yard work at our new house from trimming the roses, to pulling grass out of the planter to cleaning the pool everyday. I usually sit on the rocks and ask him about his day, being of no help at all.
• I love that he takes the trash out and only has he once made some smart a$$ comment about how I never do.
• I love that every morning before he leaves for work he gives me a kiss on the cheek and whispers "I love you" in my ear.
• I love that he doesn't care that I'm overly obsessed with him. Every time he stands up to walk in another room you better believe I ask him where he's going, and he has yet to say "Calm the freak down women!" He always responds with "To the bathroom" or "to take out my contacts" or "To get a drink". And then I usually follow him.
• I love that when Chief chew's something up (and this happens daily), Jim is the one to discipline him, and 5 minutes later he's cuddling with him telling him how good of a dog he is.
• I love that we never fight. Don't get me wrong, we don't agree on everything, but Jim finds it a waste of time to get worked up over things. It's easier to stay calm and carry on, and this can drive me crazy, but I love it.
• I love how hard of a worker he is. and I love hearing him talk about his job and how he enjoys it, even if I don't understand anything about it. He loves it, in turn, I love it.
• I love that he let's me shop. I have a problem, I love shopping. He hates shopping, but I'm never afraid to tell him I've bought something, or I've found something that I just HAVE to have.
• I love he's reaction to me stressing out. Usually it's about something stupid, like not being about to figure out how to decorate our house. He always reminds me that we don't have to finish it right now, one step at a time.
• I love that when I lay in bed at night I usually just want to talk. He's such a good sport about it.
• I love that he knows no matter what time our church is, I'll probably be 30 minutes late. So an hour and a half before church starts he has to tell me to start getting ready. I never listen, and I'm always 30 minutes late. :) Sorry babe
• I love that he's an accountant.
• I love that he uses really big words that I don't understand.
• I love the way he talks. He's so confident in everything he says. He's amazing.
• I love that he likes to do boy things like camping (even if I hate it), watch basketball, snowboard, and fix things. On a regular basis he has to fix something that I've broken. Like the sink in our spare bathroom, or simply unclog the drains because I put all my hair down there.
• I love that he fold 95% of our laundry. I wash it, but never get around to folding it.
• Most of all, I love that he loves me. I question WHY he does all the time, but I love that he does. He's amazing, clearly. I'm the luckiest girl alive.

I love you, babe! XOXO