Ode to Handsome

I am feeling a little sentimental today and thought I'd write about my handsome.

Handsome...

You have the greatest power any man can posses, you make fun of me and it's really funny.

You are so tough looking, yet you couldn't be more sweet and tender.

You avoid confrontation at all costs, even when you're totally justified.

You make me avoid confrontation w/ other drivers at all cost cause you're so worried for my safety and your logic is "honey, don't do that, you don't know if they have a gun."

You never do anything for yourself, but you're so concerned that I am getting everything i want, not just need, in life.

You are the best chef, your attention to detail amazes me. Further more, you always take such delight and pride in your creations. Oh, and most sweet, you always make my plate so aesthetically pleasing, but not your own.

You NEVER take issue w/ me not taking care of the house. Besides going to school, it's really my only responsibility and some how I still can't manage to keep up on it. But, you always tell me how much you appreciate me.

You never take issue w/ me when I don't keep up on your laundry. It's the only thing you need to get you through the week, and sometimes I forget and you say its ok, and you go and do it yourself. Once again, never even showing disappointment.

My spending allowance is bigger than yours, because you understand that I'm a girl.

When you do ask me for a "housewife" type favor, i.e., do some laundry so you will have socks and underwear for work, you always ask in a way as to make it sound like its a personal favor and not a chore.

You never make me feel like I owe you anything.

You make all my dreams come true. It's your mission in life and anyone who knows you, knows that's the truth.

You always grope me, even when I haven't showered in a couple of days and have been wearing the same pj's for the same length of time. How you could be attracted to me at my worst is astounding.

You always want to be there for me. In my first trimester, I would go for a week straight of not leaving the couch, let alone clean or look decent and you would come home from a long day at work and make me food and start picking up the house. Never once did you complain, in fact, you said w/ a perfectly non sarcastic tone, "honey, what can I do for you? What do you need?" And then, of course, you did it.

You always know the right thing to say. If ever i have a problem, no matter how petty, you are always there to shed some light. You know me so well and know how to solve my problems.

Communication is so important to you. If we are in a "lovers spat," you will not walk away. Resolution is the only option. We don't ever have a fight that lasts until the next day, you would just never allow it.

With that said, you are a bigger person than I. My pride can threaten us, but you will always be the first to say sorry. For that, I am so grateful, because secretly, when we're mad at each other, I am always just wanting you to hug me and for it to all be better again, and you do.

You would go to the ends of the earth for me and I am totally aware and confident of this.

You hate being a grown up and I do to, which is why we are going to make the best parents ever. I love your childlike mind and feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have you as my partner and baby daddy.

I always knew that we were meant for each other.

We agree on everything. Mostly because you have this magical power of convincing me you're right, and you usually are!

I always wanted to have babies w/ you. I have always thought you'd be the greatest, most doting father, primarily because of your sweet nature and zest for life. You really are so young at heart.

I think I died a little when one day you said to me, "i know we'll be together forever cause we're split apart's," like it was a fact. You had to explain to me that a split apart is when a falling star spits in two and has to search the earth for it's other half so it can be whole again. Out of all the things that you have taught me... physics, astronomy, sociology,politics, philosophy... this made the most sense. And you explained it to me as though you were so sure of yourself, just another bit of information in your library of knowledge.

My happiness is your biggest concern in life.

Our love comes before anything else and you let me know that everyday. I remember, before you ever even started working, we would have talks almost daily on the importance of our love and what would be the point in our relationship when work started to interfere with that love. This was always your biggest fear and you made it very clear from the get go, at any given time, if it becomes a problem, you would drop everything and quit; no amount of money was worth risking our happiness.

You love to cuddle.

You love to see me happy. The treasure hunts you do for me every year at Christmas get more and more elaborate and creative and it's all to see a smile on my face. Its all for me.

You love to see me excited about something. When we went in for the ultrasound, I asked you what you really wanted the baby to be, you of course said you were happy with either, like the good daddy that you are, but after much nagging from me, you finally said, "honsetly, Im hoping he says a girl just so I can see your reaction." Then, when we found out it was a boy, you were so excited and told everyone how you secretly wanted a boy first.

I love how you try to shield me from the bad and sad things in the world, like when you thought that maybe it wasn't a good idea for me to volunteer at the animal shelter for fear that it would hurt me too much. You told me that one of your favorite things about me is my innocence and you didn't want that to be tarnished by the cruelty of the world.

I am absolutely obsessed w/ your laugh. It is so infectious. I don't even need to know what you're laughing about for me to start laughing with you.

I love your sense of humor. You are the funniest person I have ever met.

I love how much you love me.

I love you more than you'll ever know.