1) Best friends rock, but you can't snuggle with them in bed while you giggle about some stupid inside joke you two have been cracking up over for three weeks. "Mad Whacker Leaves Police Feeling Flaccid."
2) We enjoy each other's company. We can be totally silent and still feel great sitting next to each other. He gives me something to look forward to every day.
3) I don't have to wear my sexiest underwear, cook him his favorite dish or kill him with my dazzling conversations in order to get laid (not that I really had to put in that much effort, but you get the point). These are things I do just because it comes so naturally to me. And I never have to worry he's going to give me a gift that keeps on giving.
4) It's like having an outie puzzle piece hanging out with your innie puzzle piece. Blake fills in the spaces where I clearly lack (examples: remembering the name of that chic we saw yesterday, stabilizing our bedroom ceiling before he drywalls it, finding that freaking sippy cup I gave up all hope of seeing again).
5) I don't have to pray that every fart simply vanishes back into my colon. Not that I overwhelm my hubby with gross behavior, but a surprise every now and then doesn't bump me off my pedestal.
6) There is always someone there to say something good about you. Blake compliments me every day, and he swears he is forever honest with me. (Thanks for lying about being honest honey! Wink, wink.) I love the way he looks after I hit on him, too; especially in public.
7) There is always someone down in the dumps with you. At least I'm not the only one in this house who screwed up the bills again this month.
8) Friends are cool, but their loyalty only stretches so far. Blake has supported me through some pretty embarrassing moments! He never even breathed a word to anyone about them. No, I'm not going to tell you about them.
9) We share the same dreams. Every time he gets all excited and starts talking about something he really wants to do in the future, from a house DIY project to a certain way he wants us to handle our future teenagers, I hear myself saying, "HECK YEAH! That sounds awesome!"
10) I have an amazing person to travel with me down this twisted path of life. Bonus: I won't have to keep repeating stories of the past over and over, 'cuz he will be in them! (Unless he gets forgetful, in which case, bring on that sappy scene from The Notebook. I got your back babe!)
Not all marriages end, or are miserable, self-inflicted wounds to the soul. You just have to meet the right person, and listen to people that aren't a bunch of downers.
** To my husband Blake. Happy 28th birthday honey! Don't be mad I spilled the beans about your age, old man. I'll make up for it later (wink, wink). **
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