BFF

On our anniversary last month we were out of town, so I couldn't post something about my guy.  So I thought I would today.  

I love being married to my best friend.  It's very convenient: I have an instant shoulder to cry on; an Office-watching buddy right here in the house; someone who can forgive my ineptness and still be impressed with me; a person who is ready and willing to let me de-ice my feet on him as soon as I jump into the bed; a friend with whom I can hold hands and not be embarrassed; someone who is endlessly affectionate and caring; a guy to go SCUBA diving, jogging, and shopping with (even though I am terribly slow at all of those things); a friend I know will take care of my children when I am away from home; a man who will swim through shark-infested waters just to get me a lemonade (okay, I stole that from Dr. Laura); someone who will take me to a Michael Bublé concert and tolerate my wild screaming; a man that actually does the dishes every single night with a little help from the kids; and last, but not least, a friend that I will spend ETERNITY with.  

I think I'll keep him.