This one goes out to the one I love...

Ahhhh...I just got off the phone with one of my friends who is currently contemplating taking that eternal step of marriage. During the course of our conversation, I was delighted to share my experience with making that all-important decision. Call me selfish, but I loved talking about how I knew Daven was--and still is--the one for me. It brought up so many emotions and I hope you'll allow me to endulge in my selfishness as I list all the things I love about my hubby...

I love (and I probably shouldn't say this--especially on the Internet) how something specific about me is always hidden in his passwords

I love how he wiggles his head under my arm if he wants a hug

I love how he gets a little half smirk on his face when he is about to pull someones leg

I love how you can hear the half smirk in his voice when he tries to pull your leg over the phone

I love how he makes tense situations light

I love how he is so detail oriented...he always thinks of the little things even in his prayers...it is sooo cute!

I love how he always thanks me for making dinner

I love how he is willing to wash the pots and pans

I love how he can never remember where he sets his phone or tv remote even though he always sets in the exact same place day after day

I love how we have the exact same tastes in movies

I love how we don't have the exact same taste in books...I could never survive reading "One Up on Wall Street" and other books of the sort

I love how he loves being in the scouts

I love how he looks on a wakeboard, skiis...water in general

I love how he never knows where to put the dish towels...I'll give you a hint Daven...they probably don't belong in the same cabinet as the appliances.

I love how he endures listening to me reading my writings/stories/blog entries to him all for the sake of editing

I love how he never knows exactly how to handle me during that time of the month

I love how he accomplishes ALL his goals

I love how he talks about his younger sisters and brother with me...he loves them so much

I love how he knows and understands--so perfectly it seems--his responsibility as a priesthood holder

I love how he is always learning

I love how he asks me to sing to him

I love how he thinks I actually have a good voice

I love how he sometimes forgets to flush and then denies it...well, OK, maybe I don't particularly love that

I love how he cares so much about the relationships he has made over the years

Most of all I love that he loves me!