my husband's momma and pappa. After all, without them, there'd be no him
him. He is, by far, my favorite human. One day it will be just us. Some couples frear an empty next, I don't. The very thought of sitting in a beach chair all grey haired and wrinkled holding hands and necking, making the young people giggle and our kids squirm, just fills me with such joy. I can't wait to grow old.
birthdays. Cuz he'll always be one ahead of me.
working out. Cuz my man thinks I'm hot too.
built in cup holders. Or should I say dog food bowls. Either way, watching my man fret over a hungry puppy and hand feeding him from the cup holders built into our couch just turned my heart to mush. See...told you he was soft
1976 Black and Gold, Indian Head, 50th Anniversary, STOCK Trans Am's. Yeah, his car is nearly as hot as he is.
Sally the red mustang. Why do I love her so much? Well, there is a long story, but the short story is the look that was on my mans face when he pulled into my driveway on a "test drive" and asked "So, you want her?" THAT is why I feel beautiful and loved every time I look at my car.
my accompanied life. Without him I would survive but my life would be diminished. He is the Yin to my Yang, the Ooompa to my Loompa, he is the adventure in my mundane, he is my husband, my partner, my love. My life would suck without you babe.