Welcome to a big, fat LOVE fest about my partner in crime.  It’s almost Valentine’s Day, which doesn’t really matter to me, but I do love all the talk about love happening in the world.  Oh hey bandwagon, don’t mind if I catch a ride.

I love that every relationship is different.  I love being married.  He is my bestest friend.  So, why do we work?  Here’s the first few things I think of:
Routines.  I love that we have certain routines that allow each of us independence and a little alone time.  Quiet weekend mornings in our household are heaven.
Challenge.  We are constantly bouncing ideas off each other (especially since we work together) and it is awesome to have someone give you honest feedback because they care about you… no other agenda.  Plus, there are so many things I have only tried because he was cheering me on.
Candy.  There is no such thing as buying a candy bar for yourself.  I always grab him Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups and he always grabs me a Caramello.  This goes way beyond candy.  When one of us grabs a “treat yoself” gift, we grab one for the other person.  It’s like Valentine’s Day every day.
Boundaries.  We have the same ideas on what’s appropriate in public (for us).  We aren’t public kissers.  Doesn’t really bug me when other people are extra affectionate, but I’m glad I didn’t marry the guy that wants me to feed him and hold hands every minute.
Road Trips.  We have the most fun when we are in the car together.  We sing loud duets, play ridiculous car games and dream up all kinds of wonderful adventures.
Patience.  I’m not patient.  He’s always patient.  He knows when to push and when to leave me be.  I probably don’t tell him enough how much I appreciate that.
I think I could list another 20 things, but instead, I will sum it up with this quote which was featured on a Christmas gift from my brother & his girlfriend – they know us so well.  We’re weird and it’s amazing.
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Now go read about other love affairs with Bonnie and Taylor.