Monday, September 20, 2010

In the name of love

My husband dislikes football, yet he watches the Colts' games with me. 

My husband could care less about "healthy" food, yet he goes to the farmers market with me extremely early on Saturday mornings and mans the dog so that I can get my grass fed meat, organic dairy, and some of the most delicious tomatoes I've ever had.

One of my husband's favorite beers is Delerium Tremens, yet he bought a four pack that he refuses to touch because it was "a treat just for me" that he got me for having a bad day at work.

I walked around most of the day with no makeup, in "comfy" clothes to do chores in, and he still called me sexy.

I don't know how I got so lucky.

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