a note about my husband

Most of you know that I adore my Ryan.

He's my life....my friend...my soulmate.

I don't care if you get tired of reading about him, you can click the "x" in the top right hand corner anytime you feel like it :0)

I've been missing him a lot recently. He's been working way more than he has been home, but that's just because he has to. It's not forever (3 more weeks!) and it's not his choice.

If I could have it my way all the time (why can't it be that way??) I would have him home with me everyday and we'd go for long walks with Phinley, holding hands.

Sure, he gets on my nerves. He leaves crumbs on the counter after he's done making his sandwiches and wow does that drive me nuts!

However, when I was taking Phinley for a walk this morning and praying that my dear Ryan had a good day I couldn't stop thinking about all of his wonderful qualities. He's not a perfect person, but he sure is perfect for me.

He wants me to be happy and there's not much that would stop him from making me happy.
He likes to listen, which is great because I like to talk!
He doesn't judge me or ever ever ever put me down.
He thinks I'm beautiful, even though I say he's lying and I look ugly and fat. He just tells me I'm being silly and that's simply not true.
He doesn't get frustrated with me (very often anyways -- shoot...I get frustrated with me sometimes).
He works hard to put food on our table and color in my hair and sweaters for Phinley and Christmas decorations {on clearance} for next year.

If I weren't married to Ryan, I'd want to be his best friend because he's loyal and doesn't say one bad word about anyone!

I'm so in love with this man.

Alright, I'm done now.