I should probably just make this husband appreciation week because I want to talk about him all the time. Don't worry, I know what you're saying...SHUT IT. But I can't. There's too much love in this household not to share it.
There is no doubt in my mind that he'll always be there for me, and not just because he's my husband and has to be. Tonight I hurt my back pretty bad in dance, I came home in extruciating pain and laid on the floor. Of course he felt bad as he rubbed my back and I screamed bloody murder. Seriously, I think I scared him because I may or may not have cried a little and I'm 100% not a cryer. Anyone who's anyone would know that, so that may have freaked him out a tad. We are closer on a whole new level, let me just tell you.
Anyway, he's a gem. He got me In-N-Out because I wanted a cheeseburger. There goes the workout bod. By bedtime, I wanted to stay up and finish one of our favorite shows; Property Brothers...can't you see how obsessed I am with DIY, house, decor, crap crap crap. I'm fully aware, and he stayed by my side. Then he fell asleep, but it's his presence that counts, right? ABSOLUTELY. All of this may be petty or little to most, but it means the most to me that he'd pick me over sleep (sort of). Sleep is the most cherished thing in this household. So if that's not love, heck, kidnap me and get me a Coke icy. Seriously, that sounds delicious right now. Totally irrelevant Mindy. My brain is scattered.
He's awesome and I know it. I love him and he knows it. I just wanted to express that.
And how about that totally cute baseball picture of him that has absolutely nothing to do with this post? He's too dang good looking I can't take it sometimes.
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